ng low over the Ap
iler door open. The
d outside her door. They wore
ood at the front. He held a lopsided carrot cake on a pla
irthday." The voices were off-ke
r hands slipped out of her poc
nto the mud, walki
wrinkles around his eyes de
ge of her mother being hit by
blood, s
w hard. All twenty candles
rs clapped
organ. The corners of her mouth twitched upwa
was the first time they
ided string bracelet into Chloe's hand. A mechan
o each of them. She commi
ersed. The trailer park retur
e cake inside. She shut the door. The
ck on the wall. Twelv
e tap. She splashed freezing water onto
d box, and took out the rosewood box. She plac
s photograph and the
d a black pen from a drawer. S
. Dates. Coordinates. She tore out p
ailer grew dark. Chloe di
. Her hand shook slightly, but her
the wall ti
idnight, the
the page. Her mother's death date, her grandmother's birt
h hands on the rosewood box. Her in
e dial to the
it to the r
ed the fi
n the dark room. The interna
n her throat. She lifte
or sat a tiny black USB drive
the parchment
flickering candlelight. A sequence of words, written in a specialized h
the Beaumont family.
edges of the paper. The parchment cru
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