Nona Adams

It was my fault, really.  I never should have gotten involved with him in the first place.  I knew he had to be lying when he said I was pretty.  But when he asked me to marry him...  I couldn't say no.  Now-  now my kids are so afraid of him they won't go outside.  I'm so afraid I'll do something wrong...  We finally got a divorce, after some strong urging from a friend.  Well, that and him pulling a gun and shooting me.  My therapist keeps telling me it wasn't my fault, none of it, but I feel like it is.  Maybe one day he'll get better.  Maybe one day hell will freeze over.  For now, I'm staying in an apartment in Kansas City, me and my two kids. Glenn, who's five, and Grace, who's two.  I just hope we can make it.  I hope he doesn't come after us.  I hope we can survive.

Name:  Nona Adams
Height:  5'7
Weight:  108
Eyes:  Gray
Hair:  Burgandy
Occupation:  Computer programmer
Marital Status:  Divorced
Age:  23
D.O.B.:  January 1, 1977