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

Kim to see me. She was younger than me by maybe five years, brilliant and blunt in a way I appreciated.

“You’re lucky,” she said after poking, prodding, making me follow her finger with my eyes. “Subdural’s small. Could have been much worse. We’ll repeat the scan in the morning, make sure it’s not expanding.”

“How long off work?” I asked.

“At least two continue reading …