THEY LOCKED YOU AWAY SO YOUR SISTER COULD MARRY TH…

“Forget what I said.”

“No.”

She heads for the door.

You grab her sleeve.

For the first time in your life, you hold on.

“Whose name?”

She rips free.

“Ask your father why he cries every year on the same day without telling you whose grave he visits.”

Then she leaves.

That sentence becomes a key lodged in your chest.

A grave.

A day.

A name that may not be yours.

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