At My Purple Heart Ceremony, My Stepmother Swung a Folding Chair Into My Arm—Then My Father Looked Down Instead of Protecting Me
That one hurt differently.
I had enlisted for many reasons.
Service.
College.
Structure.
Pride.
Also escape.
I had spent years telling people I joined:
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