A year after Grandma passed away, I finally kept the promise I made to her. I dug up her favorite rosebush, the one that had stood tall in the backyard for as long as I could remember. I thought I’d only find roots tangled in dirt, maybe stir up some old memories. But what I unearthed that day revealed a secret Grandma had taken to her grave—and it set off a chain of events that turned my entire life upside down. My name is Bonnie, I’m 26 years old, and

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