My Family’s “Golden Child” Fled an Accident. They Tried to Make Me Confess. I Had Proof.

usual manipulative sweetness. “Think about it rationally. Mom’s right—I’m going to be married to James Sterling. I can do so much good as a political wife. I can make real change in the world. But you… I mean, what are you going to do? Work at that library forever? Live in our house until you’re forty?”

She actually laughed—a wet, slightly hysterical continue reading …