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Yeah, I’dcannibals right now than answer the door An attack was incoer

“Stand down” I droppedhi that maybe after all these years I’d misremembered her voice and it wasn’t her, but there were a handful of people in the world who called me Julia

I rounded the kitchen doorway and was nearly blinded by her brightness

The pale pink blazer with sleeves pushed up just below her elbows

The pristine white t-shirt—that probably cost ed her legs made her look like she’d stepped out of the latest influencer can

Throw in some pale pink heels that I couldn’t even pole dance in, her Hermes purse, and tastefully simple jewelry accents, and Laura was the picture-perfect replica of our h Mom told everyone there were only twenty-one years between them

“Hi, Laura” I crossed my arms over my chest My earlier bravado slowly leached out the open door

“Is that any way to say hello to your sister?” She held out her ar, but like she expected roaches to scurry past and carry her away

I wrapped

“Why are you so sweaty?” The undertone of censure rippled through her words

I droppedout”

Her eyes widened, the hint of a smile skittered across her lips The kind that was at ho at soym to jumpstart a healthier lifestyle and reat, Julia”

“Why are you here?” I crossed my arms like they’d shield me from whatever strike she had planned

“Can’t I drop by to visit?” Her gaze swept over my place It still wasn’t much, but at least she hadn’t seen it last year, before it had taken the turn from barely habitable to you-probably-won’t-catch-a staph-infection-here levels of sketchiness

“You haven’t in the past three years”