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The first lie my mother told under oath erased twelve years of my life. The second one was meant to put me in prison.
“She was never a soldier,” Evelyn Cross said, one hand resting on the Bible, her voice steady enough to sound holy. “She faked the scars, the medals, all of it.”
A murmur rolled through the packed courtroom.
My mother did not look at continue reading …
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