Every Year He Planted Sunflowers for His Twin Sister—Until One Morning, One Flower Held a Small White Box

setting it down for even a moment might make it vanish. He kept saying maybe somebody had taken her that day at the pond. Maybe somebody had found her and quietly kept her all these years. Maybe she had only recently learned who she really was. I listened to every theory because some desperate part of me wanted to believe him too.

I didn’t tell my parents continue reading …