“The reason you didn’t tell your brothers about the marriage isn’t because it was never real; it’s because you’ve been afraid to admit that it always was.” She walked over to me, and I saw the tears cling to the tips of her lashes. “I wouldn’t be afraid to admit it. Why would I be afraid?” The weight on my chest was unbearable. “Because you remember—I know you remember, honey,” she said so quietly I almost couldn’t hear her. She reached up and pulled the chain of her necklace out from her shirt, her fingers finding Dad’s wedding band at the end of it and holding tight. “But you only remember
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