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From humble beginnings in Detroit, Michigan, young Michael Carter discovered his passion at age twelve. Playing basketball at Lincoln Middle School, he showed exceptional talent. By 2019, his decision to pursue professional training would change everything. This is his story.

The city lights sparkled through the rain-streaked windows of Sarah Mitchell's corner office on Madison Avenue. At forty-two, she'd mastered the art of corporate warfare, though each victory seemed to chisel away another piece of her private life.

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 gymnastics practice. My mom was at a wine tasting downtown and wouldn't answer her phone. The coach drove me to the ER himself. Three hours later, she finally showed up, martini glass still in hand.

Everything felt slightly off, as if the world had shifted an inch to the left while she wasn't looking. The silence grew heavy, filled with the weight of questions that had no answers in this strange, yet familiar place.

When I was 14, I broke my arm at soccer practice. My mom was at a wine tasting downtown and wouldn't answer her phone. The coach drove me to the ER himself. She finally showed up three hours later, complained about missing her event.

When I was 12, my appendix burst during my piano recital. Mom was at a wine tasting and told the school to call my aunt instead. I ended up taking a taxi to the emergency room. The nurse couldn't believe a parent wasn't with me.

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.