Three months before that nightmare night, my life had already been spiraling toward this moment, though I didn’t see it coming.
After graduating from Stanford University with honors in computer science, I’d been working at a small startup called DataFlow Solutions while building my portfolio on nights and weekends. My parents, Harold and Diane Peterson, owners of Peterson Construction—one of Denver’s most successful construction companies—had never supported my career choice.
The contrast between how they treated me versus my older brother Tyler was something I’d grown up with, but it had become more pronounced since college.
They’d paid for Tyler’s mediocre business degree at a state school without question, even though he barely maintained a 2.5 GPA and changed majors three times. Meanwhile, when I got accepted to Stanford, Dad laughed.
“Why would we waste money sending a girl to such an expensive school for something she’ll quit when she has babies?”
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