Roxanne: My Extraordinary Life

“Give me everything in the till. Notes only! Don’t make me nervous or I’ll shoot!”
The waitress handed me twenty dollars. I fled back to the car and John hightailed it outta there.

At seventeen she was living in an old car, fleeing across the Australian desert, committing armed robberies to please the convicted child molester who had ‘befriended her’. Taking handfuls of drugs to block out her memories of an abused childhood, life was on the streets, years in and out of mental institutions, co...