I can"t make sense of the emotions thrumming in my chest. My sister is here. She came for me. But now she"s stuck in this camp and it"s all my fault. I only worked to piss her off because it eased some of the anger I had for myself. I wanted her to be safe, but when I saw her, my first instinct was to be so damn happy to have her with me.
And I hate myself for it?
“Your sister must love you a lot?” Amanda holds a plate of food for me to eat. I pick at it absently.
“She shouldn"t have come.” The words feel like the right ones to say.
“She loves you.”
“I hit her.” I close my eyes briefly.
“I think she"ll forgive you.”
Of course, she will, it"s Dawn. She"s forgiven me for a lot over the years. The real question is, will I forgive myself for her being here?
“Who"s that man with her?” I
