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“Yes…” I say, but my voice feels weak. Even I don’t believe what I’m saying.

“He killed our father. He stole my birthright. He—”

“What if our father deserved to die?” I blurt out.

“What?”

I don’t know where the words have come from, but now that they’re out there, I can’t turn back. “What if Pap...

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