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​The family’s life was a constant game of chess. By day, they shared breakfast as if they were the family from a margarine commercial. At night, each retreated to their own “territory” of secrets. ​They loved one another in the traditional sense; they respected each other like predators sharing the same den. They knew that if one of them fell, the house of cards would collapse for all. Secrecy was the only thing keeping them together—a kind of loving gravitational force that bound them so they wouldn’t be exposed—yet it also made the house an atmosphere where the air always felt light and cherished among them.