The first time Mireille told her mother she’d not speak to her again, Bettina stifled it. A laugh. Don’t tip off a daughter about her ancestors. Everyone thinks they’re original.
Then Mireille moved twice, without a forwarding address. She blocked her number, and arranged for a skater boy to pick up her stuff— Damien? Damien’s brother? But didn’t that …
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