“He hobbled across half the room to loom over her. “I won’t let people discard me like trash. I won’t let them decide my worth. I won’t watch as they do it to others, or pull them into these rotten systems while they don’t know any better. I’ll fight!” And blinded by his fury, he hammered the base of his fist into the wall. Pain lanced up his forearm, sprang bright across his wrist. Grimacing, he shoved his hand into his armpit.”
