Imagine spending your life being told you made up a lie, accusing your mother's husband of being a child molester. Imagine your mother telling you that it was all a dream. Imagine your mother convincing you that she never slapped you across your face and said, 'That's my man!' Imagine telling your sister....and her response be, ' If it didn't happen to me, why would I believe it happened to you?...' When she knew all along. Imagine over 30 years going by...and the truth re-surfaces....and it turns out everyone knew...and they all still let you be the bad guy. Imagine, after 30 years, your baby sister finally decided to say, 'Robin's not lying. He molested me too.' Imagine your mother knowing she was married to a child molester. Imagine her harboring and protecting the child predator and propping him up as a father figure. What happens when the child becomes a woman standing up? What happens when the bottom finally falls out? 'Secrets on a hill in Chocowinity' is a tale of self-help and self-healing... And my story is way too common.