...like 8-year-old “Kelly”. One snowy night in January, Kelly hid in her closet, while her step-father hurled insults and fists at her terrified mother. Kelly heard every word, and flinched with every blow. She knew she was next.
The police came when neighbors called about the commotion at the broken down house on the hill. A caseworker told Kelly, “Grab some clothes and get the car outside- we’ll take you somewhere to stay”. With a backpack of clothes and the blustery wind at her back, Kelly left her home... and her mother. Along with this, Kelly left behind her school, her friends and the only life she knew.
Cindy, a volunteer advocate, was assigned by a Judge to speak up for Kelly.