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"Running from the demons of a tumultuous past will inevitably lead to one stark reality... that you carry your blues wherever you go. It is only through love, music, and friendship that we may persevere and become the people we are supposed to become." Peter Greyson Author of "Dear Lilly" This trilogy includes three bestselling memoirs by EC Stilson: "Bible Girl & the Bad Boy," "Homeless in Hawaii," and "The Golden Sky."

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Running away from her past, Elisa finds herself homeless in Hawaii. The streets aren't what they seem, though, and cops make her stay in homeless park. She's only seventeen and with a man she hardly knows. They must work together if they're going to survive as street musicians. They might be in paradise, but even there, her past will hunt her down and make her face an uncertain future.

In this middle grade fantasy, Aliya Fisher knows nothing about her true heritage until a vindictive sorceress kidnaps her brother and sister. The young adventurer must take up her birthright, battle eerie creatures, and find the Sword of Senack if she hopes to best the witch. But even if Aliya finds the famed weapon and survives the perilous oceanic journey, the enchantress is far more than she appears. How does one defeat an immortal who lusts for revenge?

The night I met Cade I never would've thought that two years later, after we were homeless street musicians in Hawaii, we would have a little girl and another baby on the way. Our son was born with the type of birth defects that make televangelists cringe. As his health waned, my own breath evaded me, like I was the one who needed the ventilator-the life support. The "death home" gave him a really nice funeral, the kind I'd never wished to attend. When they tried closing his casket, I nearly fell on my face, not wanting them to shut the lid on my baby. We lost it after that, totally cemented in our grief. Cade got into drugs, joined a rock and roll band, and even grew out his damn hair. At the time, I was sick of "the oatmeal option" (the only food we had), so I kicked Cade out of the house, and started modeling and working as a diesel mechanic. That was how I met Earl, an old man and unlikely best friend; the "big sag," a middle aged woman who still flashed folks, and "The Cowboy" a man who fell in love with me. It was slow at first, but Cade reverted to the man I'd busked with years before. It wasn't until I killed a rogue skunk, and my daughter nearly choked on a fry, that I gave my husband another chance. But could our marriage recover from the death of our son?