# She Was Buried Beneath the Snow. He Was Buried Beneath the Truth.

down, Dad.”

I sat beside the bed.

For a while, we listened to the machines.

“I kept the photograph,” I said.

“What photograph?”

“Minnehaha Falls.”

Claire closed her eyes.

“Mom wore those ridiculous white sunglasses.”

“She loved them.”

“You said they made her look like an insect.”

“She said I dressed like a hardware salesman.”

“You did.”

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