I Came Home From A Double Shift And My Family Said They Voted About My Daughter Until I Said One Thing

don’t get a say.”

I felt the world go quiet, like someone had turned the volume down on everything except the sound of my own heartbeat.

“You voted,” I repeated slowly, because my brain refused to process it at normal speed. “About what.”

My father crossed his arms. “It’s been discussed.”

“You held a vote,” I said, “about my child.”

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