Kathy was 32, hooked on crack cocaine, jobless, deserted by her husband and about to lose her two boys when she met Nita Magnuson.
"I was nervous about her because I had to see her to keep my sons," Kathy says now, smiling at Nita. Kathy's not proud of most of her story, so she won't use her last name. But she likes the latest chapters.
She had hit Jim, her 12-year-old son, several times before downing enough drugs to put her in the hospital last May. Jay, her younger son, constantly ran away. Jim wanted to die.