Before the weekend, Alex had counted $3,000. Another $2,000 and she’d have enough to buy a new glass eye, one that wouldn’t stick inside the socket and burn like a rash half the day. After the new eye, she’d save more money; maybe enough to get out of the trailer house before winter. Get out of Rugby, North Dakota, too, where a stepbrother still lived—the one who shot a BB through her cornea when she was 12. By accident, the dad said. Read story here.
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