“Mom.”
I stopped.
“Okay,” I admitted slowly. “It’s complicated.”
“You knew about her?”
“I knew he had a sister,” I explained. “But I never met her. Sometimes I wondered if she even existed. She was older and already away at college. Andrew used to say his parents acted like she barely existed.”
“Why?”
I let out a helpless little laugh.
“Because she dyed her continue reading …