After five months of having her live under my roof, arguing almost every day, the house feels too quiet now that she’s moved out. Talking on the phone just doesn’t seem enough. Even though the circumstances that brought her to my door were terrifying, it has been wonderful to spend time with my younger sister again. It doesn’t mean we understand each other any better than we had when we were kids, but at least we’ve had the chance to bond again as adults. I hadn’t even realized how far we’d grown apart until she’d almost died at the hands of a madman. Casey called him a Dom—an expression she learned from a sex club she visited. It’s a label that, in my opinion, is just a euphemism for woman-bashing asshole. After what happened to Casey, there should be no way she could deny it. But deny it, she does. In fact, now that the doctor has cleared her for her usual activities she’s on the phone, excitedly filling me in on her plans for tonight.
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