Back in 1986, a kid named Nate Busko was a distance runner on his Lancaster County high school track team. But no one knew what the boy with few friends was really running from.
They didn’t know he’d been living in his car for two years. They didn’t know about the violence and fear hardwired into his earliest memories. They didn’t know about the betrayals from one adult after another.
So when he got arrested for theft, just about everyone was ready to write him off…