A shovel of red dirt trembles in my hand. My father's funeral. But amidst the grief, a new, sharp pang hits: my little sisters cling to my eldest sister, Sophie, their faces raw with sobs. Sophie, barely an adult herself, struggles to hold back tears, the weight of responsibility etched on her young face.
A shovel of red dirt trembles in my hand. My father's funeral. But amidst the grief, a new, sharp pang hits: my little sisters cling to my eldest sister, Sophie, their faces raw with sobs. Sophie, barely an adult herself, struggles to hold back tears, the weight of responsibility etched on her young face.
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