“It’s weird,” Bram said as they stood in the entrance to their apartment block waiting for Royal to pick them up Friday morning. “He thinks in a weekend he can convince you to leave Pittsburgh behind to help him raise his niece?”
“Yup.”
“And you told him I had to come?”
“I’m not leaving you alone.”
“You do realize I’m eighteen. I don’t have to come. I could stay home alone.”
“Five days before Christmas?”
“It’s going to be weird.” Bram shifted uncomfortably. “What if you get attached to the kid and they change their mind? Prince did it. Why wouldn’t they?”
She was starting to regret telling her brother a version of the truth when he’d turned sixteen and the rest now. Back then he had brought up a memory of her with a rounded belly, so she had given him the basics. Now he knew more of
