"But even once there was no longer any question that she'd make it, even once she was a kid like the rest of us and there was no way to tell her life had ever been in danger, Mom and Dad always treated her like she'd break if anyone even touched her. And that attitude was probably reinforced by the gowns and the candles and everything. It was like she hadn't actually died, but had decided to haunt us all anyway." -- from "December", by Adam Cadre
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