Prologue
“Damien, you must always remember who you are!” his mother wheezed
before she fell back against her pillows, the words interrupted by her
severe cough filling the room.
“I will, Mom. I promise. You have to take your medicine now,” Damien
begged the frail woman.
“I’m dying, Damien. Those little pills can’t help me any
longer,” she whispered, causing fear to cut through the heart of the
thirteen year old boy.
“We gotta go to the hospital, Mom. Please,” Damien begged.
“Not this time, son. Not this time. I’m tired, Damien. I just need
rest. You have to promise me that you’ll never forget who you are.
They took everything from us. Everything! They killed your father, just
as surely as if they would’ve walked up and stabbed him in the heart.
If they wouldn’t have stolen all he’d worked so hard for his entire
life, he wouldn’t have died the way he did. He wouldn’t have left us
all alone and broken, without a penny to our name.”
“I know, Mom. I’ll make them pay. I promise you, I will…” Damien
trailed off, reaching deep inside for the courage to keep him from
crying.
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