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During the violence and chaos of the Lebanese Civil War, a car pulls up to a roadblock on a narrow side street in Beirut. After a brief and confused exchange, several rounds of bullets are fired into the car, killing everyone inside except for a small boy of four or five. The boy is taken to the hospital, adopted by one of the assassins, and raised in a new family. “My father used to kidnap and kill people …” begins this haunting tale of a child who was raised by the murderer of his real family. The narrator of doesn’t shy away from the horrible truth of his murderous father — instead he confronts his troubled upbringing and seeks to understand the distortions and complexities of his memories, his war-torn country, and the quiet war that rages inside of him.

Two girls haunted by the past…and destined to relive it. In Legacy of Lies, Megan has to stay with the uptight grandmother she wants nothing to do with. She's determined to get through the visit without any drama, but when she falls into a twisted love triangle with potentially fatal consequences, Megan may be caught up in her family's legacy in more ways than she realizes.

****In her most revealing and powerful book yet, the beloved activist, speaker, and bestselling author of ** *Love Warrior* and *Carry On, Warrior* explores the joy and peace we discover when we stop striving to meet the expectations of the world, and start trusting the voice deep within us.**** " *Untamed* will liberate women --emotionally, spiritually, and physically. **It is phenomenal.** "--Elizabeth Gilbert, author of *City of Girls* and *Eat Pray Love*** *This is how you find yourself. * There is a voice of longing inside each woman. We strive so mightily to be good: good partners, daughters, mothers, employees, and friends. We hope all this striving will make us feel alive. Instead, it leaves us feeling weary, stuck, overwhelmed, and underwhelmed. We look at our lives and wonder: *Wasn't it all supposed to be more beautiful than this?* We quickly silence that question, telling ourselves to be grateful, hiding...