My Parents Refused To Help After My Crash—So I Took Control From The ICU

00 AM – Walker, party of eight. 9:30 AM – Chang, party of three.

And there, scheduled for 10:30 AM, written in the careful handwriting of our hostess: Townsend. Party of two. Section 4.

My section.

Of course it was my section. Because the universe had a sense of humor, and my mother had a talent for ensuring maximum impact with minimum effort.

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