It’s Time You Knew: my abortion story

“Did the mail come?” was the first thing I usually asked my mother when I got home from elementary school.

I was always writing away for information. The Consulates of Greece, Haiti, Ecuador and Hong Kong sent me bulging envelopes filled with brochures about their countries. My pen pal Eileen from Manchester, England wrote regularly as did the girl from Haiti, whose name I no longer remember. My…