"Having the finish line feel so distant makes it hard to start," Betsy said, "But you still have to begin."
"I've tried," I said, "Am trying. But right now, not so much. What about you? You're cute and funny. Smart and se... I mean, you're alright for a sister. So, are you choosing to be single or has the universe forced it on you?"
"Somewhere in between," Betsy said.
The waitress came by and cleared our plates. I sat patiently and waited while that business was done so that my sister could explain herself.
"Unlike my brother, who is pretty great for a brother, most guys are only interested in one thing," Betsy said.
"Icthyology," I said, nodding empathetically.
Betsy tried not to laugh at my dad joke, but she did anyway. Then she glared at me for making her do it.
"In any case, I'm
