An Hour Later.

Shall I tell it as crudely as it happened, or should I sugar-coat the story to make it more palatable?Hello, I am called Shona and a novel called, An Hour Too Soon? has been written about me. Why? Well, back to 1994 and at 17 I was not a party-goer, nor did I drink. Weekends, back then, I spent as a volunteer at a cat’s home. Weekdays, I studied for a life that, little did I know at the time, I was never going to have. It was, to the casual observer, just mundane family life – well, almost. People see what they want to see. To my friends and family I had a lot but dark thoughts and dark deeds about events, true or false, make up my story. Some of these thoughts have been recorded in An Hour Later, a book available for free. And who is the Shona who tells this story?