Carl Andrews had a voice, a voice that resonated loud and clear in his church, he needed it to be heard in his home. After so many events turning his world into a spectacle, he vowed to get his family back in order. It first meant mending the space growing between he and the First Lady. Sandra was drifting like an Autumn leaf in a stream's current. Controlled by her desires, she was willing to juggle her role as Queen of the sanctuary and an ordinary...