My name is Kristen Adams, 36 years old, and I have always been the family disappointment. Behind my ordinary appearance and thrift store…
The chandeliers of the Boston Harbor ballroom burned like a constellation overhead, their crystal arms scattering light across polished marble floors and tables…
He shoved a suitcase into my hands and said I had 48 hours to leave.That was it. No apology. No hesitation. Just a deadline,…