After I Refused To Pay Tuition, A Family Dispute Turned Violent—and Went On Record

Dr. Mitchell, someone said.

Heads turned. Nurses who’d been moving at controlled urgency suddenly moved faster. The registrar at the front desk actually left her computer.

“Jesus, Liz,” one of the techs muttered. “What happened?”

“Assault,” I said. “Family member. Bottle to the head. I need CT. And someone from neurosurgery on standby.”

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