At Mother’s Day Dinner My Family Made A Decision For Me And The Next Morning Everything Changed

by that phrase. What it had always asked of me specifically. What it had never asked of anyone else.

“Yes,” I said. “I do.”

My mother made a sound like something had been pulled out of her. “Martha,” she whispered, “you would do this to your sister?”

I looked at her for a long moment without looking away.

“No,” I said. “She did this to me.”

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