False Start

My life has been nothing but a series of false starts.
I spent my childhood at the mercy of destructive adults.
Always out of place, in the way, an outcast.
I wore the dysfunction of my childhood as easily as my favorite jean jacket.
No amount of sweetness and smiles could mask the stench of despair.
So I carried it.
I carried the self-doubt, the pain, the longing to find a place of my own.
Until roller derby.
I discovered the family of my heart… my sisters.
For the first time, I was more than the product of my defunct childhood.
I found respect and belonging while on eight wheels.
The derby saved me.
Only now, the man at the heart of the single worst scandal in roller derby history has set his sights on me.
I won’t be the key to Cain Bishop’s unlikely redemption.
I refuse to be his false start.

I may not wear the skates, but the roller derby lives in me.
It pumps heavy in my blood.
My great-grandmother was among the first women on the track.
And every generation of women that came after her followed in her footsteps.
They’re fighters.
Every last one of them.
All I ever wanted was to be involved in the sport that shaped my favorite people.
Coaching revealed the good… and the bad.
Getting too close, becoming too invested, it cost me everything.
But now my sentence is up.
With the resurgence of roller derby worldwide comes my only chance for redemption.
The opportunity to shed light on the truth.
And her.
Maisy Flynn’s a fighter, just like the women I admire.
She’s all heart.
But even if I made a deal with the Devil himself, he’d sooner see me burning on my knees at his feet than let me have both.

The Series