My sister Tina told us she was fine for weeks. Then one rainy afternoon, she called and asked me to pick her up from a bus stop. When I got there, she was wearing a wedding dress and holding one man’s shoe.
My younger sister Tina has always been the person who calls me about everything.
Bad date? I heard about it before she got home.
Couldn’t decide between two dresses? She would FaceTime me from the fitting room and make me choose.
Tina had started a new job at a dental office and kept saying she was exhausted.
We were only three years apart, and even after we both moved out, that never really changed.
So when she suddenly stopped calling, I noticed.
At first, I blamed work.
Tina had started a new job at a dental office and kept saying she was exhausted.
Then she missed Sunday dinner.
The next week, she missed dinner again.
Mom texted our group chat.
“Everything okay?”
Tina replied almost an hour later.
“Yep. Just tired.”
The next week, she missed dinner again.
Then she stopped answering my calls.
If I asked to come over, she always had a reason I shouldn’t.
Not completely.
