"I'm telling him today," I announced to Kate as she climbed into my car on Friday morning. it had become our new routine for us to take turns driving to school, just like we had done before Sam. It had its perks, like the fact that we were able to talk openly about Sam and Alex, but I felt a sense of loss every morning as I watched Bridget get into Sam's truck and they'd drive away.
Bridget hadn't spoken to me since Sunday. The silent treatment was her go-to weapon whenever we would fight, but I had her at an advantage. I had battled many wars against my sister. I knew if I waited it out, then she would cave in and get over whatever she was mad about if I just ignored this behaviour.
"What exactly are you going to tell him? Considering you can't even say the words out loud," Kate asks me
