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After an accident, I came out completely unharmed, but my younger sister, Beatrice Nelson, was left disabled. I took care of her day and night, yet she regarded me as her worst enemy. My boyfriend, Richard Wilson, stood up for me. "Why is a cripple making such a big fuss out of everything?" I forced a smile, and my lingering psychological trauma felt temporarily soothed. Then one day, Richard came over to pick me up for class. The moment he pushed open the door, a tennis ball came hurtling down from above and slammed straight into his face. The trajectory was perfectly calculated, full of provocation. He caught it with one hand, his face filled with shock and disbelief. He looked up. Beatrice was bathed in sunlight, smiling right at him.