
Imagine if you will, waking up in the Ladies Restroom stall wrapped in a musty blanket, on I-5 in Southern Oregon. You are wearing ragged jeans, flip-flops, a big red t-shirt with a smiley face on the front. You have no memory of how you got there or who you are. You sometimes...

Amanda was pitched into the icy cold Pacific Ocean, 15 miles off the coast of Oregon, by her loving husband, drugged and wearing her flimsy nightgown. She would need a miracle to survive Her first miracle was a fishing boat; her second was burgurling a cabin on the...