As a single mom dancing in strip clubs for a living, Stefanie was far from her idyllic childhood.
Women in Indianapolis finally have a place to belong. It’s a place for women that have been left feeling empty and worthless after getting paid for sex.
The first woman we see who pings Stefanie’s radar is hopping out of the cab of a truck in an otherwise empty parking lot along 10th Street. She’s in her mid-to-late 30s, in jeans and a jacket that’s a little too light for the cool, drizzly day.
It was four days before Christmas 2016. Ron was driving down 10thStreet when, in his telling, he spotted a woman who immediately caught his eye. “I waved at her and I thought she would be somebody I’d like to meet,” Ron says.
When you see a house from the outside, it can be hard to tell what’s going on inside. And if you’re invited in, you may be very surprised with what you discover.
Stefanie Jeffers, post 30 and trapped in addiction, appeared to be beyond repair. But her path to health and hope was just beginning.