Chapter 7
The funeral was on August 12th—our eighteenth birthday.
I lay in the maple wood casket, slowly being lowered into the damp earth. The wood came from the maple tree in our backyard, where Lena and I used to play as children.
Mom stood at the edge of the grave in her only black suit. Her face was pa...
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1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
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7. Chapter 7
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