I Survived Long Enough to Speak

From my hospital bed, I began, slowly, to work.

I asked a nurse to photograph every injury and to restrict access to my chart.

Then I called my father’s attorney, Rhoswen Calloway.

“Do not contact Lars,” I told her.

“Before anything else — before the divorce, before the police, before any of it — secure the house.”

Rhoswen moved fast.