TOR POV
Kyra ~ Age Five
Toren ~ Age Twenty
My little sister leans over the princess-shaped cake with a big smile and blows out her seven candles. Mom's dining room is filled with people—my aunts, uncles, cousins and brothers and a few little kids from Tesla's class. It's been six months since my father passed away and this is the first time I've seen most of the people in this room smile in a long time. Including myself.
Tessie starts to open her presents, with Kyra sitting at her side, taking the discarded wrapping paper from her and shoving it in a big garbage bag, always the little neat freak. I wink at her across the room, and she waves at me.
"Tesla seems better," I say to my mom when I bring some plates into the kitchen to help her clean up.
"She's doing much better, but she st
