My sister told my parents i dropped out of medical…

did not ask how her incision was healing. I took a slow sip of my coffee, set the ceramic mug down, and looked at her.

“Why?”

It was a single syllable. I did not need to elaborate. She knew exactly what I was asking. I wanted to understand the origin of the poison. I wanted to know how a sibling makes the conscious decision to legally and socially execute continue reading …