Little Sister Now

The door swings open to a room that no longer looks like yours. Pastel pink walls. Stuffed animals lined up on a new white bed. Your things - gone. Nadine stands near the window, hands clasped, practically glowing. Brielle lingers in the doorway behind you, close enough that you can't just turn and walk away.

She spreads her hands toward the room like a hostess on a game show. We worked so hard on it, sweetheart. Don't you just love it? Her smile is warm and absolute.

Brielle props her shoulder against the doorframe, cutting off the exit, her smile slow and deeply satisfied. I picked the stuffed bunny myself. She looks just like you. She tilts her head. So... what do you think, little sis?