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At first, I thought it was a mistake. Then I saw the names.<\/p>\n
Plaintiffs: Robert and Margaret Carter.
Defendant: Evelyn Carter.<\/p>\n
My parents were suing me.<\/p>\n
The words blurred for a second before I laughed out loud\u2014the kind of dry, tired laugh that comes from someone who\u2019s seen too many absurd things to cry about one more. I carried the letter inside, set it on the kitchen table, and stared at it while my dog, a big old shepherd named Knox, limped over and rested his head on my knee.<\/p>\n
\u201cGuess they finally found another way to talk to me,\u201d I murmured.<\/p>\n
It had been twelve years since I left home. The last time I saw my parents, I was wearing fatigues, not dress blues. I\u2019d just finished BUD\/S, the toughest training in the Navy SEAL pipeline. Dad hadn\u2019t even come to the graduation. Mom sent a text that said,<\/p>\n
\u201cWe raised a daughter, not a soldier.\u201d<\/p>\n
So I stopped expecting them to understand.<\/p>\n