Chapter 50 - Sister to Sister

“Hey Cals!” I say, leaning against my sister’s new bedroom door and grinning over at her.

“Everleigh!” she gasps, spinning towards me and then, laughing, dashing over to wrap me in a big hug. “Did you see this room?” she whispers, delighted. “It’s amazing!”

“Of course I’ve seen it,” I say, laughing and hugging her back. “It used to be mine, after all.”

Callie pulls back an inch and stares at me, her mouth a round little “o,” I think having forgotten that little fact. She turns around, keeping one arm around my waist, looking around the room with new eyes. “Oh, then I like it even more then,” she says, giving a decisive nod. “I love that you have history here.”

“History indeed,” I say, my voice low with the understatement. When I was Angeline’s lady, we spent hours and hours here, especially when she and Mal were fighting and she wanted to hide away from him for a bit. For some reason, he never thought to look for her here – like this room, or I, didn’t really exist. But their fights n