When someone experiences a major tragedy, some recover and go on to live a normal life and some don't.
Why? Is it more the nature of the tragedy or is it the person?
Why do some veterans suffer more from PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) than others? Is it what they experienced, the kind of help they get, or the person themselves?
Where is God in all of this?
Come with me to Indian Cave Farm where two people with past traumas meet and find themselves working together to deal with present mayhem.
PS: I do warn sensitive readers that the villain in this story is not nice, his language is offensive, and his crime disgusting.
A POINTS TO PONDER novel