Evil's stepmother makes fun of my mom's death, so I exposed her dirty secrets.

Here's what happened.

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Fair warning, this story stretches out over the period of more than a decade,

so it's going to be a long one.

So first, some backstory.

I came from your average nuclear family.

I had a mom and dad who hated each other and seemed to spend their whole marriage talking about

divorce.

An older sister whom I did not get along with, but as time went on would not only become

my best friend, but also kind of my hero, and me the youngest 14 years old when this all started.

Very relevant to the story, my dad, until losing his job only a few months ago,

worked overseas most of my life, and was only home five months of the year.

So, our tale begins with my mother succumbing to her long battle with cancer.

She'd been hospitalized for quite some time, and I'll admit that those last few months,

I had given up completely.

I had hardly gone to see her.

I just couldn't bring myself to see her rotting away in that hospital bed.

My dad hadn't been much better than me, and the hero of this story had been my sister,

the one who had never gotten along with my mother, who held her hand until the very end.

None of this is vital to the story, but it was the point where my sister not only won my respect,

but also became the one person whom I would grow to trust more than any other.

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