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Calista Bailey
(Twenty-one years old)
Rome and Harley’s Eldest Daughter
After the long plane ride, my legs thank me when I stand and allow them to stretch. Coming home for a week during my senior year isn’t ideal, but it’s Great-Grandma Dori’s ninetieth birthday. If we’re not all present and accounted for, she’s sure to put out a search party for any missing family member.
I take my phone off airplane mode and wait for the texts from my mom or dad to say they’re waiting outside baggage claim for Dion and me. As I follow the signs to baggage claim, my phone vibrates in my pocket, but I figure I’ll wait until I’m down there to check it. If I’m lucky, Dion’s plane came in before mine and he’s waiting at my carousel already.
I step on the escalator, rolling my head to crack my neck. Mi
