Sublime

Thompson, tireless and unrelenting, brought her case to the Minnesota Court of Appeals. There her lawyers argued eloquently that it was “astonishing” that a judge would issue an order that would “have the effect of limiting Sharon Kowalski’s contact with Thompson and the love Karen feels for her.” The lawyers demanded to know, “In what moral framew

I learned the hallmarks of abusers when I was nine. Because of severe asthma and allergies, I also learned early on that even the best-intentioned doctors embark on treatment plans that can be uncomfortable. But it would be years before I realized how cleverly patterns of abuse could masquerade as sincerity, or how kindly they might be packaged.

“I’ve been coming for you for a long time,” she told Larry, her voice tinged with anger and power. “I’ve told counselors your name in hopes that they would report you. I’ve reported you to Child Protective Services twice. I gave a testament to get your medical license revoked. “Perhaps you have figured it out by now,” she said, without flinching. “