When He Falls Off a Horse by Debra Gwartney
In the middle of a night long ago, my sister Cindy called me at my home in Arizona to tell me that our father had been crushed by a horse. She meant what she said: most of his vertebral column had turned to rubble. A lung was punctured; his spleen burst.
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