She walked into my room and sat down at the foot of my bed. She asked about mom’s line of questioning, confirming to me that she had indeed received...the same treatment. It really wasn’t important, but it was nice that we were talking, seemingly without any weirdness between us. At least I was drawing that conclusion until my s****r changed the subject. She lay herself next to me on the bed and put her hand on mine. I felt myself shake nervously at her touch. Kind of like when someone tells you. Checking in was straight forward as I only had the carry-on and, boarding card in hand, I headed for security and to the departure lounge; only four hours earlier I had walked into the travel agent and now I was about to board my flight to Las Palmas.The flight was eventful with screaming c***dren and an incontinent old lady sitting by the window who made numerous visits to the toilet. Never mind it was only four hours and then I wouldn’t have to see or hear from them again. We landed and I. " Yeah, that happens," Rachael said. "I'm glad you like it here. So youwill be coming back tomorrow?" Oh definitely. I would be even if it wasn't such a fun place to work. Ihave a little baby and I have to stop relying on my parents to supportus." Well, keep in mind that your employee discount works for babysittingtoo. Just let me know if you need someone. You look young. You'll haveno problem getting asked for dates. The only trick is to find a goodguy, like my Mom did." She recounted the. "Stop changing the subject! You said you wanted to go out and hang with friends." Yeah, and then you tried to saddle me with Jason. Why?"Melinda was never very good at hiding things from her sister. Guilt flickered in her eyes for a moment. "What ... what do you mean, 'saddle' you? You're cool with him." Well, yeah, but..." You even boinked him a few times back at the House. And you liked it."Heather frowned. "Wait, what does that have to do with anything?"Melinda's eyes widened for a moment..