The Half-Year Investigation
Language: en
My sister cried. It wasn't a happy cry. When I showed her the positive pregnancy test, she froze for three whole seconds. Then, the tears started falling. "Sis?" She didn't speak. She grabbed a tissue, wiped her eyes, and turned away. I thought she was happy for me. Arthur and I had been married for eight years without a child. Now, we finally had one. But the way she cried was wrong. Her hands were shaking. When she left, she stood at the door for a long time, her lips moving, but no words came out. The next day, she came back. Holding a manila envelope. Inside the envelope was a…