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Chapter 1/6
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"Telling Veronica"
The sheet of paper slid from her fingers and floated to the floor. It seemed to defy gravity, it traveled so slowly. But, Veronica didn't notice.
The words floated in front her eyes that had since filled with tears. As they spilled unchecked down her cheeks, blurring her vision, all she could see was TIME OF DEATH: 12:42 AMas it had been typewritten in cruel, institutional Courier New.
Death? How could that be? Inside, a storm raged. But, on the outside, she was still. The only movement were those damn tears coursing down her face. So silent but so fierce, they already dripped onto her collar. Finally, she let go and sagged against the island. Her bag slid to the floor with a dull thump.
Inconceivable, she thought. A memory of a movie she used to watch with her mom darted across her mind. The Princess Bride.
That simple memory caused the collapse. It pressed her slight form into the floor. Crushed her down. Down. She pounded the wooden floor. Searched for the letter. Wailed.
Backup trotted out from the back of the apartment at that moment, and drawn by his mistress's cries, he proceeded to nuzzle her and lay sloppy kisses across her salty-stained face. She grabbed hold of him with both arms and held him while she sobbed. He sat obediently, as though waiting for her to tell him what was wrong.
And she did. "Mom is gone!"
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