They Said It Was “Just a Joke” Until I Saw My Daughter Struggling

around my neck. A forearm drove into my throat. The concrete skidded under my shoes as I was pulled backward, and the blue of the pool disappeared from my sight as I was wrenched sideways.

My father’s breath was hot and sour against my ear.

“Stop,” he said, low and furious. “She needs to learn. If she can’t survive water, she doesn’t deserve life.”

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