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Spilled Milk is a novel of shocking narrative, triumph and resiliency. Get A Copy. Kindle Edition , pages. More Details Brooke Nolan. Other Editions 4. Friend Reviews. To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. To ask other readers questions about Spilled Milk , please sign up. Worth the read? Marcella Ann Jones Yes I think even judges and anyone that works with children should read this book.

Also this is also good for anyone that has ever been abused. Does this have any language? Does it describe the abuse to an unnecessary, descriptive amount? Margaret Stein The language is appropriate for what this young woman experienced.

Therefore, no unnecessary vulgarity. See all 10 questions about Spilled Milk…. Lists with This Book. Community Reviews. Showing Average rating 4. Rating details. More filters. Sort order. Start your review of Spilled Milk. Randis is a touching story based on true events. Brooke Nolan, from the time she is a little girl until her teenage years is sexually abused by her father.

She isn't the only target in the family, as her siblings feel his wrath in the form of physical abuse. Her mother is disabled from a mishap at work, and there are 4 children in the household which traps her financially. The perfect setting for the lightning storm that is Brooke's life. It isn't until sitting down to dinn Spilled Milk by K.

It isn't until sitting down to dinner with her boyfriend's family, and his little brother accidentally spills his milk, that she realizes her family isn't normal, nobody screams at the child or raises their hands in anger.

Brooke has a difficult time wrapping her mind around the entire incident. The milk mishap is what seems to propel her into seeking help. Brooke builds strong relationships with others, mostly adults who stand by her, giving their full support as she faces the challenge of survival, and court, against her father.

The fear she feels echoes through the pages of this compelling story. Randis illustrations of growing up in a violent home are on the money. Her novel speaks volumes to anyone, especially those who have suffered the devastating effects of abuse. Her words are precise, and descriptive placing the reader front and center in an explosive household. Brooke is an intelligent young woman who finds peace, justice, and most importantly, strength.

In my opinion Spilled Milk is about awareness, and reaching out, helping those who can't help themselves. Someone in a toxic relationship has to want to be helped, and be willing to come forward. If they know they aren't alone, that support is available, then maybe more will reach out.

This is a novel to share with as many people as possible. Spilled Milk is an excellent read. View all 10 comments. Jan 13, Christy rated it it was amazing Shelves: kindle-unlimited , non-fiction , read-in , memoirs , true-crime. I saw this book described as "fictional realism" I found where she was asked if the book was a true story or fiction and she answered by saying that it was both.

Meaning that the events within the book are based on true events, but certain things have been altered or fictionalized for the comfort and healing of the author and her family.

So I'm not sure how much of this book is actually true, but I saw this book described as "fictional realism" So I'm not sure how much of this book is actually true, but I do know that she was an abused child who testified at a criminal trial against her father for sexual abuse and many other charges.

With that being said, this was something that was hard to read, but something I think is very important. The author's resiliency and strength could just be the push someone else may need to get help. I thought it was a really good book and well written. View 2 comments. Oct 16, Missy rated it really liked it. My 15 yo read this and told me I should read it. I was hesitant because of the subject matter but also wanted to be able to discuss with her.

It was really hard to read in the beginning but I am glad I pressed on and finished it. A very insightful view of what she went through and how the system "works" Unbelievable resiliency displayed throughout this book. Thanks for the courage of the author to write this book. Oct 04, Anne Hawn Smith rated it really liked it Shelves: 1-true-crime , non-fiction , read , social-psychological-issues.

This was a very compelling story and I could hardly put it down, but it made me so angry. I know this kind of abuse goes on and that children are victimized by their parents, but this child was also victimized by Social Services and her school. How could such agencies promise confidentiality and then do things which put her into further jeopardy? How could a school be so insensitive? But this is a story of a young girl with enormous courage. At times I was hearing the music from "Rocky" while I w This was a very compelling story and I could hardly put it down, but it made me so angry.

At times I was hearing the music from "Rocky" while I was reading. Brooke felt responsible for her siblings and her mother so she tolerated a situation that no child should have to face with the tacit understanding that her father would not sexually abuse her sister. She couldn't protect her family from her father's incredible rage and selfishness, but she could keep it from being any worse.

Brooke's mother, while not abusive, also contributed to her problems. As in so many cases, she was passive and absorbed with her own survival and so she chose to ignore some vital signals. Despite this, Brooke had people in her life who cared about her and recognized that something wasn't right. In the end, they did what they could, and did it well. View all 5 comments. May 05, Rachel Blum-jose rated it really liked it Shelves: This just goes to show just how important proofreading your book is.

I bring this up because I thought this was a fantastic book, and it's a shame I couldn't give it a full 5-star review. Editing is writing View all 6 comments. Aug 06, Melinda Plue rated it did not like it. Proofreading is important. The story is compelling, but the number of run-on sentences and terrible use of punctuation was very distracting.

I found myself skimming at the end just to be done with it. View all 4 comments. Honestly, it is a moving and horrifying tale of bravery and sadness. But if the editing had been more thorough I'd have been able to focus solely on Brooke's voice. If you have triggers about sexual or domestic abuse then please proceed with caution. This popped up as a popular book in Kindle Unlimited. When I read the blurb I knew I had to read this book. This is the kind of book that will stay with you for awhile.

The fact that it's based on a true story made it so much MORE. So much emotions emerged while reading this devastating life story. My heart broke for Brooke. She was so strong. She is someone to admire. Someone you can look at and say to yourself She didn't let what her father did to her, dim her light. I'm glad I stumbled across this book. Jul 24, posthuman rated it liked it. I heard about this book from the author's TikTok of all places.

I assume it was self published as it's filled with typos and the narrative structure abruptly hops around in a strange way. Despite this serious lack of professional editing, I found her story powerful and inspiring. If you can ignore the flaws, this is a painful and difficult read that will probably reduce you to tears.

It was also moving to learn what the author has done with her life in the years since her horrific childhood expe I heard about this book from the author's TikTok of all places. It was also moving to learn what the author has done with her life in the years since her horrific childhood experiences. Currently free on Kindle Unlimited Aug 11, Diana rated it it was ok Shelves: kindle-unlimited.

The story is compelling but the writing is painful. The dialog was unreadable, especially the counselor, Midge. I found this book very compelling. It shows how someone who lives in a bad environment feels it is normal. When they see how others act in a family, they see their lives are not normal. It reminds people to never judge others.

You never know the hardships they go through. Unfortunately many wear a mask so others don't know the real person inside because they mask the pain they feel.

Brooke's mask was being a good student. It hid what was really going on in her life. We all hide from one thing or I found this book very compelling. We all hide from one thing or another. It is wonderful to have a person that helps to pick us up off the floor when we need it most. Gina was the one to do that for Brooke. This book shows what a little caring can do for a person. It's always hard to trust others when living in a bad situation.

Trust for some is hard because of what they have gone through. Such as social services saying it is confidential. Then sending a report to those who are accused. This book shows that no matter what we go through in life, we can change it to make it better. It shows caring for someone can change their life for the better. Jun 05, Jariann rated it it was amazing.

Couldn't put it down!! However, it deals with a very sensitive issue that may make this a book that is hard to read for some. Mar 09, talon smith rated it really liked it. Spilled Milk shows you the inside of so many things that go on in this world every single day. It was poignant and sad but at the same time chilling and impactful to all. Especially knowing that these types of things happen to children every day. Including the injustices that come their way.

For that reason alone, everything that had happened was worth it. The metaphor it was used as could not have been executed any better than what the author did. The way Brooke rises from the ashes but falls all the same was incredible. This is one of those books I will think about as time passes by.

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