Our triplet sister died when we were eleven—until a box arrived on our 21st birthday that revealed she might not have been gone at all.

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 softer.
She tied our shoelaces before school, saved the red candies for Leila because they were her favorite, and slept in the middle whenever there was a storm because she said leaders protected continue reading …