Alyson Gerber

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I Have Severe Scoliosis, Just Like My Mom

“Beautiful sisters,” the barista complimented, handing us our matching black coffees. “She's my mother,” I corrected, smiling at her deep blue eyes, vanilla-colored hair and tiny frame. I loved when people thought I looked like her. “Good genes,” he said. He couldn’t see the long ragged scar hidden beneath her sundress, the splinters along my…

By: Alyson Gerber / June 24, 2010