How can a disease as ugly as AIDS rage unseen in the frame of a supermodel? How can years of abuse and neglect smolder behind a warm, brilliant smile undetected? How can the horrors of rape and addiction blend so seamlessly into the elegant lines of broad shoulders and delicate fingers? To look at Denise's long graceful stride you would not think she outran death for over 30 years. But just beneath the surface of her deep-brown eyes lies a passion that was forged in her during her desperate escape from hell and the long journey home. Raped at 13 and diagnosed with HIV at 16 Denise faced...