When Claire walked into a room, men paid attention. She was beautiful, she was blonde, and she dressed like a Kardashian.
Then Claire met "him." And it's hard to see evil in a man who's so hot.
How many hot men does it take to screw up a life? Just one.
The Sad Son reads like tequila shots with a friend-it's straight up, a little salty, and contains an inconspicuous worm. This true story unravels how Claire went from partying with rock stars,
hitting all the hip nightclubs in Chicago and LA, and owning every dance floor she set foot on to becoming a single mother to a son she feared would kill her in her sleep. Her life veered to pure loneliness and denial as Claire unconditionally loved-and desperately tried to protect-a son who didn't deserve his sad existence. And it's a story of finally letting go when nothing else seemed to work.