I waited.
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“You’re dying,” I replied. “Seemed important.” I waited
“I want you to burn them. All of them. Not because I’m angry. Because I’m done waiting for a ghost.” That was the wish. Simple, right? I waited. When families blend
He died my brother. Not by law. By choice. By fire. By love that arrived late but still made it to the door.
“You came,” he said flatly.