At my graduation dinner, Dad slid my acceptance letter back across the table and said I would not be attending the seven-year BS/MD program I had earned a place in. – Welcome

didn’t stop having nightmares overnight.

Real life wasn’t that simple.

While Richard served his sentence, Mom sold the house.

She moved into a modest apartment about twenty minutes from me and took a part-time job at a medical billing office.

Megan eventually needed surgery on her wrist.

Months of physical therapy followed.

By the next spring, she could continue reading …