The Girl Who Lied About Pain
Language: en
I was born with congenital insensitivity to pain—no pain receptors. My sister, Sally, was a butterfly baby. Her skin was paper-thin, prone to tearing with the slightest bump. To protect her, my older brother, Link, used me to set the rules. Every. Single. Time. I tried to fight it, of course. But Link would always wear me down with the same pleading, world-weary tone. “Maya, Sally is adopted. We can’t just outright punish her, even for the sake of appearances.” He would sigh, running a hand through his hair. “Besides, she has EB. She’s fragile, nothing like you! You can’t feel it anyway.…