On Our 21st Birthday, We Received a Mysterious Box—We Gasped When We Saw What Was Inside

tomorrow,” Nora would say, handing me the doll or the sweater or whatever tiny treasure had started the war. “Gia gets it today.”

“You always take her side.”

“I take the side of peace,” Nora would declare.

Then she would make some ridiculous face, and somehow, even Leila would laugh.

Nora was sunshine in human form.

She could walk into a room and make everyone continue reading …