Mom developed severe depression after that. She began sorting through everything I had kept since I was a child. She cleaned my room until it was spotless and changed the sheets to my favorite shade of blue.One afternoon, Mom found a clear glass jar. Inside was a folded paper crane, with a few tiny words written on its wings.She took it out and carefully unfolded it."I spent my whole life living for other people. I held myself back to protect Lisa. I lost the use of my legs to save her. I pretended not to care about how unfairly you treated me because I didn't want you to feel bad. I thought that if I was sensible and considerate, you would always love me. But good girls don't get rewarded for being good."Mom's vision blurred as she stared at the note. She pressed the paper against her face, as if trying to feel whatever warmth might still linger on it."Naomi..." she whispered. "I'm sorry, Naomi. I was wrong. I was so wrong."Dad heard her and walked into the room. When he s
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