A POORLY WRITTEN SOAP OPERA

NOTHING HAS CHANGED!

    Becky, I was surprised that you hadn’t read the book until this past week. I was under the impression that you’d read the book.
This comment in this morning under “BUT THE FACTS ARE TRUE!” below on this site.
    I should have read the book. There is simply no question. It may have been the technology that stopped me. I don’t own a Kindle or a phone that I can just pay and download it. I called my local Barnes & Noble and because it is a self-published book, you have to order and pre-pay for it before it is available. It is not stocked on their shelves.
    This week I paid the full $20.00 to Torres Publishing and received the book on Monday night. Yes, I was shocked by the book in a number of ways.
    That said, nothing that I have written regarding Police Chief Keith Sadler would have changed. The box will remain at the top of this site as is.
    I believe Sadler physically abused his wife for years and that makes him unqualified to be a Police Chief or a Police Officer. Period.
    My problem with the book is that it is a poorly written and very poorly edited soap opera. I’m not sure why it has the title, “Abuse Hidden Behind the Badge,” because Sadler’s being a police officer does not play into the story much at all. I am not going to discuss the second abusive man in the book, the Pennsylvania State Trooper. It takes up a small portion of the book and I quite simply don’t care to involve myself in that portion of it.
    I will come back to the book tomorrow and then I will move on. I have learned an obvious lesson and hopefully will not make this mistake again.   However, I repeat, nothing on this site regarding Keith Sadler, the Chief of the Lancaster Police will change.
    To give you some kind of feel for this book, this is from pages 71 and 72 exactly as it appears in the book:

    Many times Mark and I would argue repeatedly. If I did not agree with him, he would hit. Maybe deep down in his heart he did not care for me anymore, this is something I will never know. One evening we were in the bedroom and we were arguing when he put his hands over my nose and mouth and I couldn’t breathe. I really believe this was the day Mark was going to kill me at that moment. During my struggle with him, I believed that I was going to die and I wondered what would happen to my children; what about my boys? I was not so concerned about my daughter Elizabeth because she had her father. However, I worried about my boys.
    My boy’s(sic) remember how he grabbed my head and banged it up against the bathroom wall and how my son’s(sic) would come barging into the room when they would hear their father and I struggling.
    Because of the shame and guilt that I felt because of my affair, Mark thought he was entitled to what most men want. Yes, he wanted a threesome and he wanted the threesome with another woman. Maybe he knew that if I did this with her it would bring me pain because I was so close to this other woman.
    We did not have a threesome, it was just me watching them have sex and I was sick and distraught. I felt like this dark hole was becoming my prison and there was no escaping; I felt doomed.