I kissed my wife goodbye and watched her drive off to work

Sarah to go along with the lie, to attend a funeral for a sister who was still alive.

They told her it was for the best, a way to move on, to protect her from the crushing weight of her guilt over the accident.

Sarah had lived with that secret ever since.

She visited Clara in secret, twice a year, telling me she was at a work conference.

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