How to Cook Your Daughter: A MemoirHarper Collins, 6. okt 2009 - 288 pages From the daughter of the bestselling author of Father Joe: the poignant and ultimately hopeful memoir of a young girl’s struggle to live a normal childhood in the chaotic seventies, and to overcome sexual abuse by her famous father After more than thirty years of silence, Hendra has decided to reveal the truth. In this poignant memoir, she reveals the full story behind the New York Times article that rocked the world and detailed her father’s crimes. But Jessica’s story is no footnote to her father’s story. No One Was Listening is also the inspiring story of her own journey, and how she was finally able to find healing within, after years of struggling with anorexia, bulimia, and low self-esteem. Set against the backdrop of the chaotic seventies, Hendra’s memoir follows Jessica and her sister Kathy as they strove to make a normal life for themselves amidst the madness, sex, and drug abuse that her parents and their friends—many of the household names in the world of show business—participated in. No One Was Listening reveals the hope and heartache of a young girl who was faced with a loss of innocence at an early age, who faced a slow and painful recovery, and who finally found contentment and peace within. |
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... Side apartment read- ing the review , the phone ringing all day with calls from friends , his agent , his publisher . " Congrats on the fabulous review , Tony ! You deserve every word of it . It's just such a wonderful book ! " Did he ...
... side of her : my grandfather in his gray Sun- day best , my grandmother in a Queen Mother hat . To me they look confused , caught between the pride they feel in their daughter having graduated from the best university in England and ...
... side of a shadowy barn . My dad cut the headlights . We were home . He carried my exhausted sister and me out of the van and into a darkness deeper than any I had experienced . The house was a huge black box in the night . I heard trees ...
... side . And a bathroom was added upstairs . The living room had a low - beamed ceiling ; small , paned eighteenth - century win- dows ; and a large fireplace . Next door was a parlor of sorts that we called " the study . " On either side ...
... side of the house stood the wooden barn , sagging and black- ened by age . At sunset , the bats that slept in the rafters all day left to prowl for food . My father made his office there , in a spartan upstairs corner . Whenever he ...