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“What information?” Margot stood, brushing dust from her knees. “What is in that box, Eleanor?”

Inside, on top of a folded baby blanket, lay a photograph in a silver frame. Margot picked it up. The image was faded, the colors soft with age: a young woman with dark hair and a familiar smile, holding an infant. Behind her stood a man who was not their father. A man with kind eyes and a hand on the woman’s shoulder.

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“We’re a mess,” Eleanor said. “All of us. But we’re still here.”

Eleanor said nothing. She had long ago learned that silence was a better weapon than truth. “What information

“Sarah?” Margot’s voice broke. “Who’s Sarah?”

“Who is that?” Julian asked, leaning over. The image was faded, the colors soft with

Eleanor looked at her youngest sister. Her eyes were wet. “Because Sarah is the one who held you first, Margot. You were born at home—a precipitous labor. Mother was hemorrhaging. The ambulance was twenty minutes away. Sarah was a nurse. She delivered you. She held you for the first ten minutes of your life while Mother drifted in and out of consciousness.”