Georgina Bruce is a writer and teacher who lives in a small house in a big city with a strange sister and an imaginary dog. For more about the author, see her website, or send her email at firstname.lastname@example.org.
I was twelve when my mother was born. Twelve or thereabouts. If I’d been older, I could have said things like I never wanted to be a daughter; I don’t have a filial bone in my body. Relatives could have tilted their heads at me, insisting I’d change my mind. But I was twelve so I said nothing. I had no relatives.
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