“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…

a verdict in four hours. Guilty on all counts. The judge showed zero mercy. Ashley received twenty-five years. Brent, laden with the additional federal financial fraud charges, received twenty-eight.

Justice was served, but it did not magically heal the compound fracture in my soul.

The physical recovery took a year. I progressed from the cane to a slight,continue reading …