Testimonials

Our day began like any other day. I woke the girls for school. Kristie rode the school bus, it just wasn't cool to be seen being dropped off at school by your parents. I kissed Kristie goodbye, told I loved her and left to take Stacie to school. She didn't like riding the bus. That morning I dropped her off as usual, kissed her goodbye and told her I loved her. That was the last time I saw Stacie alive. I spoke to her again around noon, after she arrived home from school.

Stacie and Kristie were brutally attacked in our home in Manassas, Virginia. Stacie was viciously stabbed and killed. The perpetrator then waited in our home for over two hours for Kristie to return home from school.

After finding her sister dead in her bedroom, Kristie was forced to the basement, bound with her own shoelaces, raped, strangled, wrists cut, stabbed, and her throat severely slashed. She was left for dead. No witnesses – or so he thought – Kristie survived!

Forgiveness

Tired of fighting this battle Lorraine struggled with unforgiveness. She knew forgiving him would set her free, yet she clung to doubts and fears, and selfishness. She justified her anger by her pain and suffering.