I Skipped My Heart Medication To Buy Her A Prom Dress—And Paid The Price

transmissions and engine blocks—it all adds up. The chiropractor I can’t afford told me I have three herniated discs. I told him I had three more years until Bella graduates, and then I’d worry about it.

It was 3:30 PM on a Tuesday. The sky was that particular shade of gray that Detroit does so well—not quite overcast enough to rain, but bleak enough continue reading …