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“You okay?” I asked.

Our parents had married when we were fifteen—two angry, lonely teenagers forced into the same hallway, same bathroom, same life. We’d spent those two years as reluctant allies, then bitter rivals, then something in between that neither of us had a name for. Then college happened. Then distance. Then silence. Step Sis Came to Live With Step Brother to Get ...

She took a breath. “I’m here because I didn’t know where else to go. My boyfriend—ex-boyfriend—he got… mean. Not at first. But by the end, I was scared. And Mom’s in Florida with her new husband who doesn’t like me. And Dad’s…” She trailed off. “You okay

But on the eighth night, I found out.

She turned it around. A small house. Two stick figures on a porch. Above them, a sun with a crooked smile. Then college happened

I poured myself a cup and sat down across from her.

I’d gotten up for water at 2 a.m. The kitchen light was on. Jenna sat at the table, her phone face-down, both hands wrapped around a cold mug of tea. She wasn’t crying, but she was close.