Part One In the spring of 1856, people in Albemarle County had already decided what Eleanor Whitmore’s life would amount…
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On Mother’s Day, a Little Girl Knocked on My Door Holding My Son’s Backpack – She Said, ‘You Were Looking for This, Didn’t You? You Need to Know the Truth’ Part 1
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A Boy Asked Me to Dance at Prom Because No One Else Would Due to My Scars – The Next Day, His Parents and Officers Showed up at My Door Part 2
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Part 2 I pushed past him and drove straight to the middle school with my hands gripping the steering wheel…