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TTD-At my graduation, my mother, Denise, struck me with her high heel because I became valedictorian instead of my brother, Colin. The blow permanently cost me the sight in my left eye, and my father, Warren, laughed, “No employer wants a one-eyed failure.” He was wrong. I just didn’t know yet how hard he was about to work to make himself right.
I was twenty-three years old, still wearing my graduation gown, with my valedictorian medal resting against my chest when my mother came toward me behind...
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