I looked down at her every once in a while to confirm that she was watching. She had a big grin on her face. I decided to test the waters a bit furthe....I asked her if she would mind doing me a favor. "Sure," she said."There's a branch wedged in up here, and it's at a funny angle so I can't get it out. I have a very big screwdriver in the trunk of my car. Would you get it for me?" K." The trunk is locked, though... and my keys are in my pocket... and both of my hands are all mucked up here.. ” I protested..“Nooo .. I can’t do that ”I said.. Fine now I know how much you love me… I pretended to cry a few tears..My mother got emotional..“Ohh.. You are such a big stupid.. What would you do watching your mother’s old they are old and saggy”I didn’t replied.. Showing anger..Then she agreed..,“Okay.. I’ll show you.. Stop your drama now ” she said with a smile…I turned towards with a big smile on my face..“But on one condition.. ”What“You won’t tell your father about it.. and you won’t. ” A look of slight shock went over my face. She said this as if it would lesser my opinion of her or something. “Its alright Katy.” I said in a soothing voice to her. “I must admit I’ve done the same thing.” It was uncontrollable. That statement was true. I couldn’t help but imagine myself with my sister even if I knew it wasn’t right. A look of relief went across her face as I said that. She looked at me and smiled. We started kissing again, like before, but this time, there was no. His mother decided to leave the house one day and never return. Didn't pack any clothes, didn't leave a note. Guess that's why I can't talk to him: I have no answers. But we survive and do what we have to do.One day I came home from work a little early and when I entered the house, heard someone running in the upstairs hallway and then a door slammed. I went up the stairs and saw his door closed, but that was normal. Walked into my bedroom and saw a dresser drawer open. It was her side.