Six months after a crash left me confined to a wheelchair, I attended prom expecting nothing but pity, avoidance, and being left alone in some forgotten corner. Then someone crossed the room, reshaped the entire night, and gave me a memory I carried for 30 years. I never thought I’d see Marcus again.crsaid
When I was 17, a drunk driver ran a red light and altered everything. Six months before prom, I went from arguing about curfews and trying on dresses with friends to waking up in a hospital bed, hearing doctors speak around me as if I weren’t really there.
My legs were broken in three places. My spine was damaged. Words like rehab and prognosis and maybe filled the air.
