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“Yes,” I said immediately.

She blinked. “Really?”

I nodded. “I think you’ve really got something here. And I’ve never seen you so excited to get up in the morning. We’re not all cut out for school. Hell, Duke nearly failed high school because of his dyslexia. You don’t have to follow the same path as everyone else and I can’t tell you…howproudI am, that you’ve figured it out so early in life. A lot of people don’t.”

“Mom didn’t,” she murmured.

“No. Angel didn’t. She looked outward for satisfaction. That never works. You found something that makes you light up on theinside. And I’ll do anything I can to help you.”

She took my hand and gave it a squeeze. “You’re going to be an awesome mother. Which, judging by how Duke looks at you, it’ll be sooner rather than later…”

I laughed. “What are you even saying right now?”

“It’s okay, you know.” She grinned. “To want all that. To want a family. To want kids. You’ll be good at it.”

“You think so? How do you know?” I asked, suddenly feeling vulnerable enough to ask my sister to weigh in.

“How do I know?” she demanded. “Seriously? You’ve all but raised me, Willa. And I think you’ve done a pretty damn good job.”

“Except for the sailor mouth,” I pointed out.

“Nobody’s perfect. But I’m pretty fucking close.”

“Waverly,” I said, laughing.

“It’s true, though. Dylan tells me I’m perfect.”

With my free hand, I reached out and touched her jaw. “He’s right.”

She let out a long exhale. “I’m going to marry him.”

“Are you?” I asked.

Waverly nodded. “Yes. One day, I’m going to marry Dylan.” She peered at me. “You don’t think I’m crazy for saying that, do you?”

I smiled. “No, I don’t. I met my soul mate when I was younger than you. I’m happy you found each other. I mean that.”

We stood up and hugged, and I held onto her for a moment.

“Because he’s my soul mate and all—”

“No sleepovers,” I interrupted. “When you turn eighteen, we’ll talk.”

Chapter35

Waverly crossed the parking lot,heading toward Dylan. From a distance, I watched him survey her. When they were close enough, she jumped into his arms and he held her like he never wanted to let her go.

“Kid’s a goner,” Duke commented from the driver’s side of my car.

I nodded. “Yeah, he loves my sister. And I couldn’t be happier about that.”

I didn’t share with him what she’d confided about Dylan. Sisters needed to have secrets.

“Yeah, he’s pretty cool.” Duke put the car in reverse and drove out of the parking lot.

“Last night, she asked if she could drop out of school and get her GED.”

He paused for a moment and then asked, “What did you say?”

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