Morning glories slept beneathmy fingers as I traced the lintel, swaying toward the music. My unboundhair swept near to my knees, and I toyed with the ...ong locks, wavering. The music shrilled once and hovered on a mournfulnote, dropping in pitch and tone, grieving in the night. Near weeping formy coldness of heart. And so I stepped toward it, once. Hesitated. Thestone path was cold on my bare feet, and my nightdress was thin for thechilly night. Again, the mournful note, tugging at me, heart. Whispering in the house was a federal offense.I waited until the soapy water had drained and the faucet sang with clean flow. "Cheated?"Mother handed her drying towel to me and left the room."Mother, you should finish what I asked." Father pounced.She didn't return to the sink.He left his book beside his chair, stood up, and pounced again.I did not see them again that night.Corrin texted right as I was drifting off to sleep."It still hurts."The next day I learned I was not fired. I walked to. More

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