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Preface – Introducing Annie Conway

Anastasia Jocelyn Conway, or Annie as she preferred, was tough. Growing up the way she had, it was only natural. Annie's mother Vivian had been a single mother from the get-go. Annie didn't know her father, as her mother never told her about him, she had found out when she was little that it was best not to mention it at all, since her mother got so sad whenever Annie asked. Vivian had given birth to Annie when she was 20, and from what her mother did tell her, she gathered that they had met in college. They had moved from Texas to Ann Arbor Michigan when she was 5 and lived happily up until her mother's death when she was 8.

She wasn't even sure how it happened; one minute they were driving along, the next thing she knew she waking up in the hospital, with no memory of the car crash. The doctor said it was amnesia caused by PTSD and her concussion; Annie didn't really care what it was called, it was just a blank place in her mind that was filled in during her nightmares.

With no home, and no known father or any other family member, Annie had been shoved into the Michigan foster care system. She was bounced from home to home, some nice, others dire. No one had wanted to keep her for too long, She was 'troublesome', not willing to take orders and always breaking the rules (and occasionally the law). With no steady home-life, Annie had very few possessions, her most important things being a small photo album and her mother's old diary. Reading it, Annie learned that the name of her father was Samuel Cornick.

As a child she dreamt of him coming to find her and take her away to live in some big house. Only he never came. She realized that he would never find her, since he didn't even know he was supposed to be looking. Her mother had left Samuel without telling him about their child.

Annie grew up on the mean streets of Michigan, stealing to get by when her foster carers refused to provide for her, getting into trouble with the law and working at a chop shop selling stolen cars before being placed in juvenile detention for boosting cars. As it turned out, incarceration was the best thing that happened to Annie since being in foster care. Away from the derelict foster homes and abusive adults, she got her GED a year early and got a job working in a library when she was released. She loved books and saw them as her ticket out of Ann Arbor.

When she was 18 she rented an apartment, she then bought a car, an old 80's Dodge Charger. Her apartment was tiny, but that didn't matter, she liked her car better anyways. Finally out of the foster care system and standing on her own two feet, she was free. Annie didn't know what she wanted to do in life, but she knew there was something she had to do. She had to find her father.

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