My Apartment Burned Down. My Parents Said, “Not Our Problem.” Then the Fire Investigator Called.

I should have listened to you. I should have.”

“You didn’t know.”

“I should have asked.” She took my hands in hers. “You’re my niece and I just… I believed her. I always believed her.”

Cousin Brian approached next. “I can’t believe she actually—that she would…” He couldn’t finish the sentence.

“She did,” I said simply. No anger, just fact.

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