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recommend someone who came to my parents’ home to do an illegal
abortion. He painlessly injected a saline solution into me that caused
a miscarriage. It was nowhere near as traumatic as the first time. I
guess I was getting better, too, at burying my feelings of guilt and
shame.

I began looking for a job, and didn’t want one where I’d just
be punching a time clock. I answered an interesting ad in the
newspaper for a travel agent. Being fresh back from Europe seemed
to qualify me for the position and I was hired. It was minimum wage
but I didn’t care about the money. If I was going to spend eight
hours a day working, I wanted it to be something that I enjoyed doing.

Three months later one of the partners wanted to sell their
share of the business. My mom and dad decided that they would take
the money they would have spent helping me complete college and
put it towards buying into the partnership. They had helped with my
brother’s education and felt it would only be fair to help me in this
way.

I ended up running the travel agency for the next 15 years. It
never made a profit and I paid myself a meager salary. However, I
was loved doing it and I enjoyed being my own boss. I also had the
benefits afforded travel agents of being able to travel anywhere in the
world for free or very inexpensively. My father was never very
impressed with my endeavor. He couldn’t see beyond the financial
bottom line.

While I took my carefree adventures around the world, my
sometimes boyfriend at home, was still in the picture. It was during
one of the “on-agains” with him that I became pregnant for the third
time. This time I wanted to have the baby. I was twenty seven and
felt it was time to settle down and start a family. However, he wasn’t
ready. He convinced me to have an abortion, promising me that we
would get married and have a family in the near future. The abortion
guy came again and the nasty deed was done for the third time in
three years.