The Fatal Child

John Dickinson

"He could see her, the woman the size of a mountain, weeping for a child lost. He could feel that weeping in his heart all the loss and pain and darkness of the world, on and on, dragging at him like weights that pulled him into deep water. Atti is the Fatal Child. Beautiful and adored, she is troubled by a recurring nightmare of violence and betrayal. She can love no one and trust no one, and she wakes screaming in the nights.