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\u201cSHUT UP AND GET BACK TO WORK!\u201d Dad roared, shoving me into the granite counter as I struggled to breathe. Pain tore through my ribs. Samantha clapped, her Chardonnay sloshing onto the floor. \u201cGive her an Oscar,\u201d she laughed. Then Dr. Howard appeared in the doorway, saw my face, and reached for his phone. The X-rays would tell another story.<\/h1>\n<\/div>\n
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PART 1: MY FATHER CALLED ME A LIAR WHILE I WAS BLEEDING INSIDE<\/h2>\n

\u201cSHUT UP AND GET BACK TO WORK!\u201d<\/p>\n

My father\u2019s voice carried from the kitchen into the dining room, where twelve guests were celebrating Margaret\u2019s eighty-second birthday.<\/p>\n

I had one hand gripping the granite countertop and the other pressed against my left ribs. Every breath hurt. The dessert plates were still stacked beside the sink.<\/p>\n

\u201cDad, I can\u2019t\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCan\u2019t what? Wash dishes? You\u2019ve been finding excuses all night.\u201d<\/p>\n

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