Popping fights and picking cherries—cutting ties with the Mormon church is culture shock at its finest. In a new trans-genre form that combines short stories, short prose, and poetry, B.E. Hewson anthologizes the memories, emotions, and imaginings of a faith-failed adolescent colliding with an uninviting world. Virginity, rejection, familial angst, ignorance, fear, heartbreaking hope—Leave me alone captures snapshots of life in limbo between two worlds, a life struggling to break the barriers of a sheltered past only to find a cruel and unadjusted awakening. Readers will be intrigued and unnerved at Hewson’s unflinching honesty. In the tradition of authors like Steinbeck and Salinger, the mental and physical realism leaves no stone unturned and no lie undiscovered. Readers may be offended or uncomfortable. Readers may be confused or surprised. But one thing is for sure, readers will breech new territory. Never before has an author tried to portray the confines of growing up in a Mormon home and the chaos of never believing. Through many characters and many speakers, an overall consciousness emerges that speaks to the fornication and fortification of faith and femininity.Let the rebellion begin.