Drabble: Equality in the Heart
"Do you think it's true that she loved all of us equally?"
Charlie doesn't even bother to look up, just smiles that crooked grin and hands her a pint before she's even sat down beside him.
"She always said she did," he shrugs, deep in his own drink. "Mum may have been a lot of things, but she wasn't much of a liar."
Ginny knows better than this, of course; better than Charlie the things their mother had been hiding near the very end.
"I guess it doesn't matter," she says, watching her brother, "whether she loved us at all."