Thirteen
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Kylie fit right in with my family. She was open, charming, and warm—a more sincere version of her morning talk show self. Lisa took to her, which I found surprising since my sister isn’t much of a social butterfly and avoids the people who are.
Even Careena jumped off the ‘hate-Kylie-train’ and doesn’t complain about Kylie the entire way back. When she drops me off in front of Charlie’s garage, she waves goodbye. I wave back. She wears a thoughtful look as she drives away.
I’m in a good mood and hum as I stroll toward Charlie’s garage. Since it’s after six, they drew the shutters over the carports. I lift one halfway, crouch underneath and then close it behind me.
Charlie sticks her head out of her office to investigate the noise. When she sees me, her arms flail and s
