As I’ve gotten older, I recognize that life is full of terrible irony. Lying undetected on the fringes of our day-to-day schedules, it’s everywhere - like with the love that blindsided me and destroyed my entire family. I had spent long, hard years waiting and longing for the time to come when I would be allowed to leave home, to finally escape my tyrannical crime boss mother. Then Angie filled my heart with her love, and I hated it each time that I had to leave. I gave her a part of my soul, but I never really felt like it was enough to reward her properly for loving me back. When we were torn apart, the sun went out.
The Bradys were selfish, evil people who hurt and controlled everyone around them, except for Marc. His mind was missing the ugliness of his family. I was drawn to him with a need so strong that there was never a choice of resisting. He was my light in hell, a shield against the hate and pain I was constantly cursed with. He gave me hope, and he loved me. How could I not feel the same? When he was gone, there were no seasons, no sun.
Marc and Angie chronicles the story of a forbidden love that brought down a crime family and crushed them all in the process.