~ Evie ~
We get home late, and I'm already dragging. I kick off my shoes by the door, ready to crash, but Dad's voice booms from the living room. "Evie, Jack - come in here for a sec. Family chat."
I freeze. Family chat? At this hour? Claire's already in there, perched on the edge of the couch, looking comfy in her sweats. She gives me a little smile, but it's tight, like she has no clue what's coming either. Jack shuffles in behind me.
We sit down. Me on the armchair, Jack on the couch next to Claire. Dad paces a bit, then plants himself in his recliner. He looks serious, but not mad. More like he's been holding this in. "Alright, kids. You're not kids anymore. You're adults. And I've been thinking... I haven't seen either of you with a partner. Like, ever. I don't know about Claire he
