“Kay? Is that you?” Nina’s accent sounds different. She looks healthy, lean but in a wiry, sinewy way. Her skin has tanned to a deep cinnamon color. Her bleached hair is pulled back in a messy ponytail. For someone who, most likely, just got off a flight from the other end of the world, she looks surprisingly well put together.
Behind me, Kay grumbles something. I’m still too flabbergasted to move, and painfully aware of not wearing any underwear.
“Were you two…?” Nina’s face breaks out into a wide, knowing smile. “What the hell, Ellie? I know we’re not the kind, but give your big sister a hug, will you?” She steps forward, arms wide.
I make my way from behind the door, pulling the t-shirt down as best I can, but it barely covers my behind. It doesn’t matter though, because when Nina wr
