Breaking the Prophecy

a, will speak only three times, her words bearing immense, unsettling weigh

spered "utterance." Five years later, just before my wedding, Martha whispered to m

private grief into public spectacle. My mother retreated into an impenetrab

mother, though silent, harbored no malice. The official stories felt like

ust... the water... He...!" The line went dead. I found her, a suicide note and pills