“Have you been up to the Castle?” I asked, “We should go up and see the view.”“No I haven’t, I’d love that,” she replied and together ...e headed up the steps towards the Castle Wynd.As we rounded the steps and came onto the Royal Mile I suddenly remembered the Tattoo was on that evening. The street was full of people, all heading in the direction of the Castle. I took hold of Debbie's hand so we didn’t get separated in the throng.As we stepped into one of the narrow closes that connected the. J the man I call my husband and the one she calls daddy. For without him I would have lost more than just my daughter.I have some advice to any person facing abuse today. You are better than that. It is not your fault and it is damn well not your duty to take the abuse. I tell any women today who are facing what we faced to get out while you still can. I do not know why Joe did not shoot Sherri and I that day as he had sworn to me he would. I can only think that one of us had an angel watching. )Jim, her husband, from pioneer stock could trace his family lineage back to the founding fathers and was more used to the cold winters but, nonetheless, sympathized with his wife’s desire to be somewhere warmer when the thermometer started to drop. He was a sales representative for a building materials company and his ‘patch’ stretched from New England all the way down the Eastern Seaboard to Florida. Indeed, it was when he was visiting her hometown of Fort Myers, Florida a few years back that. Were gonna leave now.” I stand up and follow mom down stairs. “So you’ll be back when?” “Around 7:00 PM Monday night” Mom goes into the kitchen to refill her water bottle. “Everything is loaded into the car, Margie…” My d ad comes into the kitchen. “Ready to go?” My mom nods and waves to me. “Bye Callumn…” She waves and they leave. I have been left alone before so this was a regular procedure. After I heard the car drive down the road I ran up to my room and grabbed my phone and pressed.