but for me, it was the day my hard work, my straig
randmother slapped me, calling me a "
ppearances, had vanished weeks prio
, tossing a few crumpled bills and driving off,
car not hers, until finally, it was my Grandma Rose who save
e, and my grandmother, with her meager social security,
ed, engaged to a wealthy businessman, dragging me
lap from my mother for making her "look bad" and finally, b
et back to Grandma Rose, the only
needing an expensive surgery my parents coldly refus
roken, but also with a cold,
ral, complaining about the "inconvenience" of her death
ne being
iet, and told her to get out, but n
d relentlessly, and when I emerged as the state's t
them again, broken and desperate for money, and coolly
ve on my own terms, I realized I had not only broken