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even after the truth came.

“Is everything alright here?”

One afternoon, in a sunlit room, I sat across from Suzanne. Junie and Lizzy were on the floor, building a tower of blocks, their laughter rising in bright, impossible harmony.

Suzanne looked at me, her eyes swollen and raw. “Do you hate me?” she asked.

I swallowed. “I hate what you did, Suzanne. continue reading …