Sugar and her family always danced away the night on Christmas Eve.

They danced to mix tapes Sugar made with all of her momma's favorite holiday music. Sugar and her momma and daddy and her brothers. All the aunts and uncles and cousins. All dressed in their go-to-church finest and crammed into the tiny living room in her family's old third-floor walkup, they danced until the sun came up and went to bed exhausted and happy.

The dances brought them all together, Sugar and her family.

Until the night she couldn't come home.

Until the night that changed everything.

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