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Anna once told me that in her experience, guys with sisters make better boyfriends. Maybe she’s onto something.

“There was a similardiscussionbetween my parents, although my dad wouldn’t give a specific reason, he’d just say ‘because.’”

“See, we have more in common than we originally thought.”

“I guess we do.”

“I’ll let you go so you can take that nap,” he said, then added, “And I really am sorry you have to deal with this.”

“Thanks. I’ll talk to you later.”

I hung up the phone and tucked it under my pillow.

“Should I start the show or do you just want to lay there with that sappy smile on your face?”

I picked up my head, looked over at her, and smiled.

“Start the show. I can multitask.”

Simon

I pickedup a quart of chicken noodle soup, wing bites, a cheeseburger, and fries with gravy from Joyce’s. Then I stopped at the bakery and grabbed an assortment of cupcakes and headed to Keera’s. She sounded so miserable on the phone, I figured I’d drop off some comfort food.

I parked in the driveway, grabbed the bag and box from the passenger seat, and got out of the car. The front door opened and Granny Vi walked out of the house as I stepped onto the porch.

“Oh hi, Simon,” she said.

“Hi.” I held up the items in my hand. “I brought some food for Keera.”

“That’s so sweet of you.” She opened the door wider. “Go on in. She’s curled up on the couch.”

“I don’t want to wake her. I know she’s not feeling well.”

“I’m awake,” Keera yelled from inside.

“I’m heading out to dinner with a couple friends so you kids can relax and hang out without an old lady hanging around.” A car pulled up to the curb and Granny Vi waved. “Perfect timing. Have fun.”

“You too.”

I watched as she walked down the steps, then the sidewalk, and got into the car. She

waved as they pulled away and I turned and walked into the house. Keera was curled up on the couch, wrapped in a pink quilt with only her head visible.

“This is a nice surprise,” she said.

“I just wanted to drop off some dinner.” I placed the bags on the coffee table. “Are you hungry?”

“What’d you bring?”

I pulled each container out of the bag, detailing the contents of each.

“Mmm, my mouth is watering over here.” She pushed up onto her elbow then shifted against the arm of the couch. “Which is funny because I just told Granny Vi I wasn’t hungry.”

“You didn’t see the best part.”

I opened the bakery box, showing her its contents.

“Are those red velvet?”

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