Good, Evil, and In-Between on the Streets of New Orleans
She was born into the deep south of America, at the tender age of nineteen, born with a shoelace for a choker—the umbilical cord to the old life—caught around her throat. The one they call "Hatchet" cut her free, smacked her once, and opened her lungs. This young man became her father, and she, his most pure baby bird.