Coal Black Crown

young mara face film grainA soft summer breeze caressed her face as Mara gazed upon the verdant garden she had planted in neat rows just a few months before….. “It isn’t fair,” Mara sobbed.  “How could God do this to me?”  I wrote Coal Black Crown in the format of historical fiction in order to bring my Baba’s true life experience closer to the hearts of my audience — all of her posterity and any woman who has ever yearned to become a mother.

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