The whiskey sat on the headstone like an offering at some forgotten...

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The whiskey sat on the headstone like an offering at some forgotten altar.

Vera didn't believe in guardians. She believed in rent due on the first, in the silence that had filled their apartment since Jack died, in the way her hands shook when she passed the precinct on her way to work at the bar. She believed in the thing that had taken her husband's life and left her with nothing but a hollow space in her chest and a seven-year-old boy who asked too many questions...

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