Amara reached out and touched Oscar's fading form. His outline remained visible, but her hand passed straight through it.Oscar's phantom held out a cup of coffee, a quiet smile in his eyes. "Amara, have some coffee."As though he could sense her reaching for him, his smile deepened.Amara turned her face away. She could not bear to keep looking. As she did, the image dissolved.'Father always said that people are like plants,' she thought. 'At the height of their flourishing, they begin to wither. They return to the earth, enriching it, and the next season grows stronger because of it.'A family was much the same. At its peak, those who stood strongest reached down to lift the weakest among them. The depth of those roots was what kept a family standing. Oscar had been that weaker branch.When she went looking for Jason, she had intended to elevate the family. Instead, she had neglected Oscar and cut him off.Perhaps that was what Arthur meant when he said that every consequence
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