My Mother

asked.

“No,” I said.

The word came faster than guilt.

Uncle Ray called my phone twice. I did not answer.

Then he texted.

Your mother is devastated. This has gone too far. Let her apologize privately. Don’t ruin her life over a mistake.

Daniel read it over my shoulder.

“A mistake,” he said flatly.

I typed back only one sentence.

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