Now her mom and Jay were married and they talked about their “practice marriages,” and this was terribly funny. Jay and Angela had a daughter named Megan. Linnea’s mom and her dad had Linnea. Linnea’s mom and Jay had Max, who was still a little kid and unable to appreciate that he was the result of so much practice. Linnea guessed that she and Megan were the practice children. They were almost the same age (Megan fifteen, Linnea fourteen), and they hated each other and nobody at school better try calling them sisters because they weren’t. Megan was one of those total bitches who ignored people, then once in a while for no reason gave them a big fake smile. Once, when Megan was visiting, she walked into Linnea’s room and wrinkled up her nose and asked, “What smells so funny?” Linnea’s father used to live in Ohio with them and now he was in California somewhere. Sometimes Linnea thought she remembered him but really, she was probably making things up.
