To read an excerpt http://tammymcatee.com/excerpt/
I shrugged inside my mind, and I said, “It makes no sense to me how you talk of decisions, and choices, when here I lie in a bed in a place I do not even know the name of. How, tell me that, does that give me any choices or decisions to be made by myself?” Self-pity rose up inside my soul and showered my very essence with a sheet of pain, confusion, and even anger. The anger surged forward like an eager and ever so demanding fiery dragon, burning all those within close reach of its very touch.