As my hands begin to tremble I drop the knife. It hits the ground with a quiet ding that makes me focus on the body that lies before me. It’s just a body. Not living or breathing. Just a body. As I stare at it i hear the door behind me creak open. _Fuck did I not lock the door? _I think to myself. I turn around and look my brother right in the eyes.

“Is that mom?” His voice was broken and quiet a...