“Prepare!” Out of nowhere the call came. The husky elated voice was both familiar and not-familiar. Intimate and startling in my ear so that I was made to realize how much I’d been missing my bossy older sister. How like Clare, to call with such a pronouncement. Assuming on this weekday morning in October that I’d be home, and awaiting her. That I wasn’t immersed in my work (“Only just writing? That isn’t work”) and had time for her after so many weeks of silence. Since she’d called me a squatte...r, and run out of the house, Clare had been avoiding me. Sometimes I was furious, and sometimes I was plain hurt, that Clare had so suddenly cut me out of her life. All the years she’d been criticizing me for not living closer to Mom, now I was living in Mom’s very house and Clare had ceased inviting me to hers. I hadn’t seen my niece and nephew in weeks. I hadn’t seen Rob. If I needed to communicate with Clare on something urgent, I called Rob at his office. If, less frequently, Clare needed to communicate with me, it was through Rob.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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