tmv-I called my parents from a hospital bed with eighteen stitches, a useless arm, and my 4-week-old baby beside me, begging them to come help, but Dad sighed, “Whitney needs us tonight,” like my emergency was an inconvenience — then I texted my sister and she replied, “What are you talking about?” so thirty minutes later, we walked into our parents’ living room together and watched their wine glasses freeze in midair…
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