Her unborn sister

In the midst of a heart-to-heart, Cecille’s mother broke down and sobbingly admitted to her that she’d aborted Cecille’s unborn baby sister when Cecille was still a young girl. Now a grown woman, Cecille responded in the only way she knew fit—offer her mother some solace and quietly grieve the loss of a sister she never had.

Meanwhile, her sombre and supportive façade served to mask the only thought running through her head—I wish it were me instead.

3 thoughts on “Her unborn sister”

  1. I know someone who confessed such a thing…though it wasn’t like a major “confession” or anything. It was said in such a matter of fact way, like, “it happened 30 years ago…no biggie…”

  2. I thought the focus would be on how miserable poor Cecille’s life must have been for her to feel the way that she did. (Or, perhaps, how clever I was to choose the word ‘head’ to rhyme with ‘instead.’) And once again, I’m fascinated by your points of view.

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