The Morning After My Sister’s Funeral Her Boss Called Me With a Warning Not to Tell My Family

in a kitchen he has used many times, opened a drawer, removed a small container whose label had been peeled off, shook a measure of powder into his palm, and tapped it into her mug. His face throughout was entirely neutral. No hesitation, no furtiveness, no checking the room. The practiced motion of someone doing something they have done before.

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