I was unhurt but I was pissed. It was time to put down a little rebellion and show my sister who was boss. Hannah was looking down at me with a half-s...ug and half-scared expression on her face. As soon as I jumped up her expression changed to completely scared. She turned to run into the bathroom and lock herself in. Hannah didn't get more than two steps away before I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back."Let go of me!" Hannah raged. "Little prick bastard! Faggot!"My sister struggled but. " She looked at me, eyes bright. "Patrick, it was one of the symbols on the plates that your Dad found in the van that our parents were killed in! I've never seen it anywhere else. It could be this is connected with us, who we are! I have to go, honey!" She exclaimed excitedly. I was not as excited. She picked up on that right away."What's the matter, honey? Don't you want to know more about us?" Yes, Megan, I do. I'm just concerned that if you are looking into this site, someone else looking. She wasn’t ugly though at all and she was super cool and a joy to be around, so naturally I agreed. Eli called and asked what I was up to. I went in the other room and told her what was going on. I felt a bit concerned about the whole thing and asked if she’d come join us. She quickly agreed. Then I returned to the other room and informed Missy that I already told Eli I hangout that night and whether or not it would be okay if she joined us. Missy was surprisingly agreable (we weren’t all. ”I smiled and tapped the phone icon to switch to call and she picked up right away.“Hi,” I said quietly.“Hey,” she said sympathetically. “Tell Aunt Terri where it hurts,” she prompted me. “Start from the beginning.”I sighed and started to talk to her slowly about the whole thing. The party details, the problems, the changes, the bonuses, the dance, the half-drunk comments, all of it.“Shit! No wonder you feel down tonight. You think she stuck it to you on purpose?” she asked.I laughed a little.