The Devil's Sister

m just a ghost, a whisper of memory tethere

st Belt. He did it for my sister, Nicole. He was obsessed with her, always convinced she was a

me. Then she

he lives, the air he breathes, the lies he bel

ry, begins today. It b

d for years has become a real, life-threatening condition. The doctors told

remembered me. H

his phone, his movements sharp and impatient. He dials a number he hasn' t thought a

e, twice. Then, a s

ell

oesn' t recognize the voice

e?" he demands, his to

I can feel the child' s fear, a c

y whispers. "She passed

s, a harsh,

he commands. "Tell her to stop playing thes

oy says, his voice trembling. "Sher

ls, his patience gone. "And when I ge

him, trying to manipulate him for attention. The irony is a physical pain. He has n

m dead. He doesn' t

he w

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