Over breakfast, Jillian refused to go to the funeral. “It will be boring,” she said. Her brown hair was messily escaping from yesterday’s ponytail and dipped into her cereal. Colette allowed herself to be distracted long enough to minister to the errant hair with a bobby pin, grabbed from a basket of trinkets she kept […]

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