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Dovie D. Dawson, Author
Depicts the life of a successful, single business woman who finds her "Mr Right" but, ends up with "Mr. Wrong" coupled with tragedy resulting in self discovery.
Gracie has everything a girl could ask for -- an executive position with a Fortune 500 company, real estate, luxury vehicles, designer clothes and plenty of money in the bank. She has conquered every quest there is to conquer except finding a man and having a meaningful relationship. Not just with any man, but a man of her caliber. Although Gracie's past consists of failed relationships and she constantly replaces these bad memories with work, the day finally arises and she meets her match, Tyrone. But, just as soon as Gracie begins her joyous journey of love with Tyrone, tragedy strikes! Will she conquer this tragedy the way that she has with everything else in her life? Can Gracie survive her new reality?
It was tough growing up with a man who was my mother’s husband and my sister’s father. And why do I describe this man in such a way other than simply calling him my step-father? That is because he was nothing but, viciously violent towards my mother most of the time. So, he doesn’t deserve a title such as “step-father” or even the title of a “man” for that matter.
Hearing the arguments and slaps were common in our home. But, on one evening when I was about 8 years old, things were different. Different from the usual shouting my mother would do towards my step-father which he would follow up with a slap or a closed hand punch in her face. This time I heard a loud thump against their bedroom wall and my mother yelp. Her yelp sounded like the yelp that a puppy makes when he is separated from his mother. So, immediately I no longer felt like this little 8 year old girl but, a mother. A mother that needed to run to save her puppy that was in trouble. Except for in this instance, the puppy was my mother. I felt this inner strength surge within me. Although, I was barely 100 pounds, I didn’t care about what might happen to me. I just cared about saving my mother. Remember, I never knew my real father. So, she was all I had left.