“When you lose someone, you lose everything about them,” Jodie said, thinking about all of Bree’s memories, all of the untold stories of her life, all the things Jodie would never know about her sister. “Not everything. Not their love.” Cheryl’s hand settled on Jodie’s arm. She squeezed. “You know what Bree did with this list, Jodie?” “Paid off our debt.” “Well, yes, but not just that. She got you out of your grief and into the world. She got your parents out of their obsession with her and got them focused on you. She made you cook Thanksgiving and Christmas feasts, and made you go to New
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