I Arrived At My Sister’s Wedding And She Tried To Hide Me

piece of me still wanted one clean day. Maybe because I wanted to see if she’d grown up into somebody better than the girl who once asked me not to come to Career Day because “the kids will ask questions.”

My mother called the week after.

“Emily’s under stress,” she said. “Don’t make things difficult.”

I hadn’t done anything.

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