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Yes, I had to work for everything. One time, when I was fifteen and had my period, he wouldn’t let me buy sanitary napkins. As a punishment for even asking, he made me iron all of the shirts in his closet—and there were, like, hundreds. I was outraged. I spit on the white ones and peed on the colored ones.” “Seems like you still are.” “Still are what?” I wanted to say “pissing,” but didn’t. “Angry,” I hastily added. She thought for a moment. “Yes, I guess I am.
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Paul L. Hokemeyer (Fragile Power: Why Having Everything Is Never Enough; Lessons from Treating the Wealthy and Famous)