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

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Because I knew Dominique. I knew how she moved through the world. Always one step ahead of the story she told. Always collecting sympathy like currency. Always finding weak points in systems and people.

But I also knew myself.

I was a forensic accountant. People hired me to find money that didn’t want to be found. Hidden accounts. Quiet continue reading …