“They Thought Age Made Me Weak—Until a Mother Went to War for Her Daughter”

“How bad?”

He sighed.

“Multiple fractures. Severe contusions. Concussion.”

My jaw clenched.

“She kept repeating the same thing when she arrived.”

“What?”

Pete met my eyes.

“ ‘Please don’t call my husband.’ ”

For a moment I couldn’t speak.

Combat taught me how anger works.