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“Yes.”

“Because shame is a terrible thing,” Fiona said. “I was ashamed of her. Ashamed of myself for not saving her. Ashamed that I lied to you every day. But more than that—I was afraid. Afraid you would hate her. Afraid you would hate me. Afraid that if you knew the truth, you would try to find her ghost and leave me too.”

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"I need to confess the real reason I am here, Father," she said, her voice trembling now. "It is about Daniel."

“And you raised me alone. All those years. The night fevers. The school plays. The first heartbreak.” Rosa’s voice cracked. “You did that for her.” “Yes

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Fiona nodded slowly. “I did it for her. And then, very quickly, I did it for you. Because you became my daughter in every way that mattered. I forgot, sometimes, that you weren’t mine by blood. And then I would remember, and the guilt would eat another piece of my heart.” Ashamed that I lied to you every day

Fiona sat down on the wet grass, and Rosa, numb, sat beside her.

"That is a common struggle," Father Thomas said gently. "But you have raised many children, Fiona. You have wisdom."

Rosa was quiet for a long time. The rain began to lighten. Finally, she reached over and took her mother’s hand—the hand that had buttoned her coats, wiped her tears, held her tight during thunderstorms.