They keep calling her my sister.
I have stood at many doors. None is stranger than a family one I may never have entered.
Read my note →A FAMILY I MAY NOT HAVE · SEASON 02
For a very long time, someone has placed a woman beside me and called her my sister. I have questions. So does the record.
This is not a hunt for a single, tidy answer. A late note objects to the sister story; paintings and performances keep giving her back to me. I will follow both paths and leave the evidence at the bottom of each page.
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I have stood at many doors. None is stranger than a family one I may never have entered.
Read my note →I am supposed to be delivering a bride. The trouble is, nobody has shown me the invitation.
Read my note →They put me on a door and expect me to keep watch. I would still like to know when I agreed.
Read my note →I thought I had a winter job. Then someone hung my picture when the air turned wet and green.
Read my note →I have found other names on the door. It is time to meet them.
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