“Get Out of My House,” Her Father Said When She Ended Up Expecting at 19 — Twenty Years Later, He Froze When He Came Face to Face with General Morgan
The Night the Door Closed At nineteen, I was expecting a child. My father stared straight through me and said, “You made your bed. Lie in it.” Then the door slammed. November air cut my lungs; my breath floated like scraps of white paper. I had a duffel, a coat that wouldn’t close, and…
