I toss back my glass of rum, relishing the burn at the back of my throat and the way it soothes the dull ache in my chest. I grieve not just the loss of my father but his unforeseen betrayal. Soon, everyone in Salem Village will know that the court ruled against my efforts to overturn Father’s will. Brother Joseph will no doubt chortle as he shares the news. I motion to the serving lad to bring me another round.
The man I’d idolized all my life turned his back on his eldest son, leaving the best of everything to his youngest.
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