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Prologue: Evanne's escape

Evanne's cares went flying out over her sunroof along with the clothes she grabbed from the open suitcase of her past. I am free, she thought, and the open road is exactly what I need right now. She put her left hand, which was filled with clothes, out of the opening and let them whip out as she drove across the beautiful California terrain.

As she let go of each article, she thought about the nine years of torment and torture Roger had placed upon her life. She let out the last piece of clothing in her hand: a green and black negligee that Roger had given her for her twenty-first birthday. Evanne felt the wind beat her light caramel brown hand as she let out a relieved sigh.

"Never again, Evanne Holmes, never again," she reassured herself.

She thought about her mother, and how good it would be to see her after all of these years. "How could I let that man forbid me from seeing my own mother," she cringed. Just the thought of Roger made her want to break something or cut something up. The only comfort she found from ever being with Roger was the fat settlement she got and would continue to get from the prenup she agreed to sign. Thank you Roger for being such a lying sneak. She bit her lip. Never again.

Evanne continued her cleansing ritual until the suitcase was empty. She looked around and realized that she had reached the city of her birth.

"Damn, L.A. sure has changed," she said aloud.

Before she left, almost twelve years ago, Los Angeles was the place where everything came to die: movie stars, aspirations, hopes and dreams, just everything. Evanne lived in what was at the time one of the only good safe places that was left in this God forsaken city.

She, her mother and her two sisters lived in Ladera Heights, the only wealthy, all black city left after the war. The only black city for miles. Most families couldn't wish for anything better than that. Almost every black family she knew outside of Ladera was either practicing indentured servitude or so deep in debt that they were on there way to it. And there was no getting out of it once you got in. You were in debt until the day you die.

Evanne drove through the ally ways just to make sure everything was safe. She still worried that things hadn't changed since she left in 2011; that the race rebellions were still in full force, so she drove cautiously down the streets she remembered were only reserved for whites. She thought of the stories of peace her mother would tell

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