The Cracks in the Facade

Cecelia point in view

CECELIA'S POINT OF VIEW.

By evening, the deep, bone-deep exhaustion of maintaining the relentless performance of the perfect, grieving sister had settled into my muscles. My driver navigated the winding roads toward the Winslow estate while I stared out the tinted window, mapping the treacherous terrain ahead. Attendance at our weekly family dinner was strictly necessary. I