I was seventeen when I learned exactly where I stood in my stepfather’s eyes.
Not as a daughter.
Not as family.
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I was seventeen when I learned exactly where I stood in my stepfather’s eyes.
Not as a daughter.
Not as family.
The fluorescent, tube style lighting of the pediatric clinic staff pantry hummed a dull, monotonous, vibrating tune. It was a frequency that usually faded…