So what kinds of things did you see? It’s crazy how often people still ask me that, even though it’s been sixteen months since I left Hexa. People just won’t stop trying, and if my answer doesn’t live up to their expectations—too vague, not shocking enough—they simply repeat the question, putting it slightly differently. “But what’s the worst thing you ever saw?” Gregory, my new colleague at the museum, asks me. “So what exactly are we talking about here?” That’s my Aunt Meredith, who for years I would only see on the anniversary of Mom’s death, but who has suddenly gotten into the habit of
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