This story is our (I'm a single mother of a 9-year old girl and 12-year old boy) life over the last two years and five months. If we didn't live it ourselves over the last eight hundred and eighty days and someone else told me anything remotely close what im about to share, I would think them to be mad, crazy, lunatics, even schizophrenics. I would not be able to understand how there is any truth to it. Sadly, we have learned to accept our lives oddities and strangeness of others obsessions. We trust very few, if any at times, other than each other and wonder when the "bad guys" get their just punishment.