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When I was 12, I broke my arm at gymnastics practice. My mom was at a wine tasting with her friends. The coach called three times before she picked up. She just said "Take her to urgent care, I'll sign the papers tomorrow."

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 urgent care himself. She finally showed up three hours later, complained about missing her event.

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 dad just texted "let me know how much the bill is."

So I'm watching this witness on the stand today, and every time the prosecutor shows a document, the defendant's wife keeps shifting in her seat, like she's uncomfortable, and then she'll whisper to her attorney, but when they show photos, she just stares straight ahead, completely still, won't even blink.

When I was 12, I broke my arm at gymnastics practice. My mom was at a wine tasting with her friends. The coach called three times before she answered, and her only response was "Just take her to urgent care, I'll sign the papers tomorrow."

When I was 14, I collapsed during track practice. My coach called my mom three times before she answered. She was getting her nails done and told him to just take me to urgent care if it was that serious. I ended up having severe dehydration.

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 called three times before my stepmom finally showed up, two hours later, complaining about missing her book club.

When I was 12, my appendix burst during a school field trip. The teachers called my parents repeatedly, but they were at a wine tasting event. Dad finally showed up three hours later, complaining about having to leave early. Classic family priorities.