“You’ve always been in the way,” my sister whispered, shoving me out of the chopper while my husband watched, silent and complicit for the $5M payout. Everyone thought I was dead. But when I pushed open the church doors during my funeral service, my husband went pale. I locked eyes with him and said…

the endless, freezing night, the ghosts of my life taunted me. I hallucinated Brent and Ashley standing at the edge of the trees, clinking champagne glasses. Why did you trust us? they whispered in the dark. You were always so smart, Miranda. How did you miss it? I squeezed my eyes shut and focused on the cadence of my own breathing. Inhale anger. continue reading …