“Stop overreacting, you’re ruining her day!” my mother hissed, grabbing my hair and pushing me over the balcony railing at my sister’s party. I blacked out. When I woke up, the upscale venue was surrounded by federal agents, and my mother was sobbing on her knees while my sister held a document and begged me…
She had tried to make me feel small. She had tried to feed my son from a dog bowl. But in her arrogance, she had forgotten the most fundamental rule of nature: when you push a woman who has already survived a fall from a balcony, you do not break her.
You simply teach her how to fly.
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