People had heard stories about her for years.
Stories about reckless behavior.
Stories about special treatment.
Stories about someone who believed rules were for other people.
Most assumed the rumors were exaggerated.
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My 5-Year-Old Son Pointed at a Woman in a Bakery “Mommy, She Comes to 0ur House When You’re at Work”
The fluorescent, tube style lighting of the pediatric clinic staff pantry hummed a dull, monotonous, vibrating tune. It was a frequency that usually faded…