In 1981 lived two families from very different spectrums of society. Both consisting of a father, mother and children. This story tells of two individuals from complete opposite societies, disciplined in very different ways, in the end having the same exact fates.
             On 806 Landon street in Chicago, Illinois was a house of all brick with white shudders, bay shaped windows, an oversized mahogany colored front door with a shiny brass doorknob, and a very cheerful doormat spelling out "W-E-L-C-O-M-E" in bright colors. In it lived the Cassignoll family. David Cassignoll: a prominent physical therapist and household breadwinner, along with his wife Caroline and their daughter Marybeth. Dr. Cassignoll seemed to have never been home, due to his very busy schedule of working constantly at the rehabilitation hospital and attending numerous seminars hosted by world known physical physician guru's. Mrs. Cassignol on the other hand could be found at the Cherry Hill country club thirty minutes away from home, sipping on mint juleps while relaxing poolside, attending daily lunch-ins, and playing bridge on the outside patio facing a beautiful sunset with her pals from college.
             Marybeth, being the only child was always used to getting her way. Ever since she was a toddler all she had to do was shed a tear and she would get whatever it was she wanted. Due to the lack f parental supervision, Mary Beth was always left with a unknowing, careless babysitter, so by the age of sixteen Marybeth was already experimenting with drugs, alcohol, and boys; a very bad combination for an ambitious teenage girl. As she continued to participate in these types of activities, she became more and more addicted, running away from home became a weekend routine and was frequently found on the streets and in cheap motels drugged and passed out.
             On 3785 Rawlings drive in Augusta, Georgia stood a red brick apartment complex that had a dingy old playgroun...