The General Didn’t Look At My Sister

is,” I said. “Good enough without the extra fiction.”

Abigail flinched at that. Not because it was cruel. Because it was true.

My mother cut in. “General, surely if there were technical defects, they can be corrected quietly. We don’t need to turn this into some kind of scandal.”

There it was. Her first instinct. Not truth. Not Abigail. Not even me.

Quietly.continue reading …