By Evelyn CrossShe prayed for peace. Said it out loud. She wanted justice, she said. A good man. One who wouldn’t lie. One who would stand by her when the world tried to take her apart.God heard her.And He sent Roy.This man—calm, unshaken, standing six foot two like he was carved from stone. The kind of man you don’t want to step into the rin

Roy Dawson had always been the quiet one in the back of the classroom. With thick glasses perched on his nose and a notebook filled with scribbles, he seemed unassuming to most. But beneath that unremarkable exterior lay a genius—a mind brimming with creativity and brilliance that few ever took the time to notice. For years, he felt like a ghost