At My Purple Heart Ceremony, My Stepmother Swung a Folding Chair Into My Arm—Then My Father Looked Down Instead of Protecting Me
Beside him, Brandon leaned back in his chair.
Twenty-two years old.
Gertrude’s son from her first marriage.
He gave one short laugh.
Not loud.
Almost disbelief.
Maybe nervousness.
I don’t know.
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