My sister Laura and I were supposed to spend our sixteenth birthday making memories we would laugh about for years.
Instead, it became the last night I ever saw her.
Our parents had filled the house with decorations, food, and birthday cake. Mom had spent weeks knitting us matching sweaters. Mine was covered with daisies, while Laura’s had a large yellow sunflower across the front.
There was one unusual detail.
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