Two Sisters, One Roof — Chapter 3

They found the second letter three weeks later, in a shoebox neither of them had thought to check, and this one had an address on it — a real one, in a town none of them had ever heard their mother mention.

The eldest sister drove there alone, without telling the others, and sat outside a small house for over an hour before she worked up the nerve to knock.

The woman who answered the door looked, for one disorienting second, exactly like their mother had looked in her wedding photographs.