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“Good,” her father said. “Abby bought the mirror and light fixture.”

“She didn’t need to do that,” she said.

“Happy housewarming gift,” Abby said. “I thought you would appreciate it more than something in the kitchen to cook with.”

“I do,” she said. Liz was touched by how her father and sister had her back. Her sister always did. Her father too, but he didn’t know everything Abby did.

Hours later, her little half bath was almost done. Her father was installing the mirror and lights now that the paint had dried. She’d done it right away, then moved to the large formal living room and dining room where she and Abby were putting their second coat on.

“Does it feel odd being alone in this big house?” Abby asked.

“Not really,” she said.

“All the noises it must make though,” Abby argued.

“There is that. But I’m sleeping during the day and gone at night. Maybe that is why it doesn’t bother me as much.”

“Could be,” Abby said. “But you were home last night alone.”

“And out like a light. I’d only slept about four hours yesterday morning and then went to bed at nine last night.”

“I’m not sure how you can do that,” Abby said.

“It’s not for everyone.” She heard the drill going at the other end of the house where her father was and decided to tell Abby about yesterday.

“I had someone here for dinner last night,” she said quietly.

“Who?” Abby asked, moving closer. They were in different rooms but moved to the entryway to talk.

She told her sister what happened with her mailbox and how Christian came over for dinner last night. “Oh my God. It’s like old times sake. Your first and all.”

“Shhh,” she said.

Abby was seven years younger than her and she wasn’t sure why she ever admitted who her first was. But Abby was sixteen and Liz was already working full time and thinking of moving when she told her. Her sister was at that age where she needed a mother and their mother wasn’t around.

If there was one thing that would have kept her home, it was Abby, but her sister had urged her to go and find some adventure.

No one thought it’d be the adventure she’d had.

“What was it like?”

“It was pizza and wings and we talked. I kind of stole the house from him.”

“How?” Abby asked. She explained it all to her sister.

“Okay. That makes more sense. You were letting him see what he didn’t have anymore. It could have a double meaning there.” Abby winked at her.

Normally she’d tell her sister to cut it out, but this time she didn’t.

Not that she was thinking that way, but maybe she could.

“After we walked through the house, there didn’t seem to be much to talk about. It was awkward so I asked about his siblings. Then he asked about you.”

“What did you tell him?” Abby asked.

“That you’re a pain in the ass.”

“Very funny,” Abby said.

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