At My Purple Heart Ceremony, My Stepmother Swung a Folding Chair Into My Arm—Then My Father Looked Down Instead of Protecting Me
I accepted the apology.
Did not make her responsible for what she genuinely did not know.
Another relative called and immediately started:
“Your father is devastated.”
I ended that call quickly.
Charles’s devastation was not the emergency.
My arm hurt constantly.
Sleep came in short pieces.