Chapter 5
January 8
A day after my date with Charlotte, I’m back at the movie theater with my sister Becky. This is a bit unusual for me, as we don’t have much of a relationship as far as brothers and sisters go. The age difference has a lot to do with it. My parents separated for eighteen months when I was four years old. I don’t have much recollection of the separation, just vague memories of sleeping in a pup tent in the spare room in my dad’s apartment on the nights I stayed with him. Then they got back together, my dad moved back in, and a few years later Becky was born. It wasn’t long before I had grown tired of all the attention she got. She grows more tolerable as she gets older, but the age difference doesn’t shrink.
The movie isn’t bad. One good thing about having a younger si
