Thursday, December 29, 2011

Daughters: The Heartbreak of Human Trafficking by James W. Nelson



When Emma's mom died, she lived with her mom's boyfriend, Bailey.  Bailey loved her and they had a father/daughter bond.  But Emma's Aunt didn't like Bailey much and took Emma away. There, Emma didn't feel loved or cared about at all.  So when she goes out to clean a house and doesn't come home, no one reports her missing.

Emma is an attractive eighteen year old when she is attacked by the owner of the house she is cleaning.  When he is finished with her, he calls a contact and sells Emma.  When she is picked up, she begs for her mom's boyfriend to come save her, but she hasn't seen him in years and all he sends to her is a Birthday card once a year. 

Emma is repeatedly "trained" to become a prostitute and although she convinces those in charge she is complacent, she knows in her own heart she will do whatever it takes to escape.  But girls who create trouble are killed. Unknown to Emma, Bailey is looking for her.  But will he find her in time?

The FBI estimates that well over 100,000 children and young women are trafficked in America today. They range in age from 9 to 19, with the average age being 11. 

Daughters is an indepth look into human trafficking and it is heartbreaking and horrible.  James Nelson treats a delicate subject matter with finesse and sensitivity without any blinders.  Horrifying, emotional, and realistic, Daughters is a great book about a rarely discussed subject.

1 comment:

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