I Arrived At My Sister’s Wedding And She Tried To Hide Me

room, like she was protecting me. She wasn’t. She was protecting herself from having to see what was left.

Emily adjusted fast.

Kids do.

By middle school she could go a week without mentioning the fire. By high school she mentioned it only when it made her interesting. “My sister saved me from a house fire,” she’d say at parties, almost proud, like she’d continue reading …