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When I was 12, I broke my arm at gymnastics practice. My dad was supposed to pick me up, but he was at a business dinner. The coach drove me to the ER, and my parents didn't show up until three hours later. They were at a wine tasting.

When I was 12, I broke my arm at gymnastics practice. My mom was at a wine tasting downtown and wouldn't answer her phone. The coach had to drive me to the ER himself. She finally showed up three hours later, complaining about missing her event.

When I was 14, I collapsed during track practice. My dad was supposed to pick me up, but he was at a business dinner. The coach called an ambulance while I lay there alone. My parents showed up three hours later, after dessert.

The desert sun hung like a brass coin in the cloudless sky, beating down on the weathered boardwalk. Sarah Matthews stood in the shadow of the general store, her cotton dress heavy with dust, watching as riders approached through the shimmering heat waves.

When I was 14, I broke my arm at my cousin's wedding reception in Atlanta. My mom was busy taking photos with the bride when it happened. The hospital called her three times before she finally showed up, still wearing her party dress and complaining about missing the cake cutting.

When I was 12, my appendix burst during a school field trip. The teachers called my mom's office repeatedly, but she was in a meeting and told her secretary it could wait. I ended up in surgery while she finished her presentation.

When I was 12, I broke my arm at gymnastics practice. My dad was supposed to pick me up, but he was at a business dinner. The coach drove me to the ER herself. Dad's response when they called? "Just set it and bill me."

When I was 12, my appendix burst during my brother's graduation ceremony. Mom was too busy taking photos to notice I was crying in pain. The school nurse finally called an ambulance. My mom's response? "Can't this wait until after the ceremony?"