After my husband d:ie:d, my dad dragged me by my hair and threw me out of my own home while I was 8 months pregnant. My water broke as my 24-year-old stepmother laughed in my face. I didn’t scream. I made one phone call—and minutes later, they realized they had just lost everything.
Three weeks after my husband, Lucas Gallagher, died in a highway collision outside Syracuse, New York, I was still sleeping with one of his T-shirts folded beneath my pillow. I …
After my husband d:ie:d, my dad dragged me by my hair and threw me out of my own home while I was 8 months pregnant. My water broke as my 24-year-old stepmother laughed in my face. I didn’t scream. I made one phone call—and minutes later, they realized they had just lost everything. Read More