“You’ve always been in the way,” my sister whispered, shoving me out of the chopper while my husband watched, silent and complicit for the $5M payout. Everyone thought I was dead. But when I pushed open the church doors during my funeral service, my husband went pale. I locked eyes with him and said…

impact decelerating my plunge but exacting a brutal physical toll. A branch the thickness of a steel pipe slammed into my left thigh. The sickening crack of my femur snapping echoed in my skull just before darkness swallowed me whole.

I don’t know how many hours passed before I woke. Pain didn’t just exist in my body; it was my body. My tailored silk continue reading …