“What’s it say?” My little sister Riley tries to poke her head around me, almost knocking her glasses off.
“I don’t know.” I can’t bring myself to read it. I really messed up this time. What was supposed to be my one night of fun and freedom is now coming back to bite me in the ass. I should’ve known better.
“What do you mean you don’t know?” Riley elbows her way beside me. I'm going to miss not seeing her every day. My sister has been by my side since the day she was born. There are only a few years between us.
Riley isn’t normally pushy. In fact, she embodies the opposite of pushiness. With me, however, she can be whoever she wants. Riley is better at biting her tongue than I am. Though I often don’t bite mine because I’m trying to sway our father’s wrath toward me so that she is neve
