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At My Mother’s Funeral a Priest Told Me My Name Was Not Real and Gave Me a Key That Changed Everything

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didn’t get the chance.”

My mother had spent the last year moving between hospitals. There had been chances.

“Don’t go home tonight,” he added. “Thomas is already looking for documents.”

My phone buzzed before he finished speaking. I looked down. Thomas. Where are you? We need to talk before you leave town.

Fast. Too fast.

I stepped back into the sanctuary.continue reading …

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