My Sister Called to Say Mom Had Died, While Mom Was Standing Right Beside Me

like she’d felt the change in the air. She turned slightly, her eyes meeting mine. I lifted a hand, palm down, signaling her to stop, and pointed at the phone.

She froze mid-step.

Her face shifted from curiosity to recognition, like she understood without me saying a word. She stood there, towel in hand, breath steady, listening.

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