At least they convinced Dad to join them. He sits in a chair next to Pippa, laughing under his breath at a photo Mare holds up of Pippa and me dressed as clowns for Halloween. Mare wipes under her eyes, tears forming from how hard she was laughing. “Oh my god,” she wheezes, waving the photo in the air. “How have I never seen this photo before?” She looks at Pippa. My sister smiles wide back at her. It’s nice, for a brief moment, to see the pain softened on my sister and father’s faces. They both smile at Mare. At least that hasn’t changed about her. She still has the natural ability to make
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