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Four wives, three dead.,one survived this is her story

This story is about a woman who endured 25 years, 2 months, 1 day &

15 hours of abuse from someone who said he loved her. At the age of

42, she was put out of her house by her husband to survive on her own

to raise her children as a single parent. The purpose of this book is

to provide the warning signs- three pages of them. The secret to

avoiding domestic violence is knowing the warning signs. I hope to

save other women from going through what my family went through.

Domestic violence not only affects the spouse, but it also affects

the little victims, the damage on the children of domestic violence

is devastating. Children learn what they live. The book travels

through the author's life from age 1-65 years. Describing different

instances of not only the abuse in her life, but in the lives of the

three women who did not survive. The book also tells of the author's

grandmother who was also a victim at the same age of 42, on Mother's

Day 1926, her only option was suicide, leaving eight children and

herself eight months pregnant with her ninth child. The book tells

how I was able to survive because of the options victims have today

with the laws to help victims and punish the perpetrators. Domestic

violence is the #1 killer and injury to women, more than muggings,

rapes and accidents combined. The purpose of my book is to try to

greatly decrease the incidents of injuries and deaths to women and

children who suffer in domestic violent relationships and enlighten

women to the fact that there is hope for a brighter future. The best

revenge is to do well. The perpetrator always thinks and makes you

think that you won't survive without them.

Everyday in the newspaper and on television we hear of a women beaten to death by a spouse or a boyfriend. D.V. (domestic violence) is the #1 injury to women, more than rapes, muggings & accidents combined. Every 18 seconds a women is beaten and every day 4 women die from D.V. This book is a story of a survivor. Excerpts from "The Peach Tree", As I stood next to the grey flocked welfare casket one corner detached from the base of it. I felt a surge of anger go through my body as I looked at Trevor, who Dee Dee had loved so much and received so little love from him in return. He drove up to the grave in his Rolls- Royce and his girlfriend dressed in a full- length mink coat while the mother of his four daughters, in a welfare casket, was being lowered into a watery grave. It was Christmas Eve 1973