After I Refused To Pay Tuition, A Family Dispute Turned Violent—and Went On Record

of my aunt’s sentencing, I found myself unexpectedly thinking of her.

I wondered what she was doing in that moment. Where she was in the routine of prison life. Whether she replayed that night in her head, the way I did.

Did she remember the look on my face as the bottle came down?

Did she remember the sound of my blood hitting her floor?

Did she tell continue reading …