I knock on Avery's door. "Go away," she replies, her voice shaky.
"Avery, it's me."
"Avalon, I don't want to see you right now. How can you be okay with all this?"
"I'm not! Can you believe mom accepted the job without considering us?"
"We could move to America in July," she suggests.
"No way! I like America, but I prefer winter in June and summer in December."
"Right? Moving from here in the cold to the heat in November is just wrong."
"We'll be fine and enjoy our birthday, mom or not," I reassure her.
"Thanks, and Avalon?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks for being the best sister."
"Just doing my job. Now, get ready for dinner."
"The most awkward one in history," she chuckles.
"Let’s just get through it; Jesse is coming."
"Good, so you won't feel alone."
I head to my room, shower, and sit
