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The Aftermath of Rock-n-Roll


Reviewed by Lisa McCombs for Readers Favorite
The love of her life, a  dream come true, the man of her dreams…Adrian, the gorgeous, charismatic rock star and he wanted her to be his life partner…Noelle couldn’t believe her luck…it was too good to be true. Just months into their whirlwind romance and his romantic proposal author Noelle Anderson realized that the man who had wooed her was bleeding her dry, both financially and emotionally. After months of conversing via internet and lengthy, steamy phone calls, the reality of her rash and poor decisions brought Noelle face to face with how reckless impulse commitment could bring her hard earned success to a screeching halt. Through careful research and hindsight she realized the predicament she had to live with. How could she have been so blind? How could she have exposed her child to such a dangerous and uncaring man?
Noelle Anderson’s story of living with a psychopath is rich with supportive data and detailed research that opens this reader’s eyes to the ominous effect of the manipulative charms that often sway the otherwise intelligent decisions of those of us who want to believe in true love and commitment.  Anderson quotes “trust in God but lock your car”, which sums up the relationship between blind faith and common sense. Her story warns us to pay heed to the red flags that are often swept under the proverbial carpet when we forfeit our hearts to the wiles of the self-destructive men who prey on the goodness of their victims.  The Aftermath of Rock-n-Roll is a valuable volume that anyone contemplating a serious relationship should read.
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