I wake up and groan. Today Lee comes over to have lunch with us and then we are going to the lake to swim after, just the two of us. I get up and stretch, listening to my bones pop and crack in all the right ways. I yawn and walk downstairs and see my father reading the Daily Prophet and mother reading her favorite novel that bores me to death so I don't bother remembering the title. I go to the fridge and grab my breakfast smoothie which is just a strawberry and banana smoothie, but I drink it every morning so it's a morning smoothie. I sit at the table drinking it until someone talks, this time it's my dad.

He folds up the news and looks at me. "So, what do you all want for lunch?" He asks mom and me. I look at mom and she looks at me. We both get up and stand outside testing the whether. We come back in and sit down. He waits for an answer and mom and I both say, "Alfredo pasta!" We say and mom side hugs me with one arm. Dad gets up and checks to make sure he has everything. "I can do that. Edda, are you sure you and Lee want to go swimming in the ice-cold lake today?" He asks. "We'll probably just wander around over there and chat," I answer and mom gets up and leaves knowing dad is going to do the talk. "No, funny business, and I mean it, Edda. I trust you and I know you are responsible but I just never know and plus you are 16 which means it's going to happen one day." He says while he does these weird hand gestures but I sorta ignore him.

"Dad, don't worry. Lee and I haven't done that or even talked about having that. Besides I'm not ready for it. I want to make sure I'm going to be with that person forever. But I don't know." I say and dad looks at me. "You don't think you and Lee will last??" He asks with a sad tone. I shrug. "I don't know ok? I can barely get through a day without something throwing me off balance. I love him, I really do. But he always hangs out with the Twins and I can't stand being with them. I talk in Dutch with them because they make me wish Eleanor was back." I say and my throat tightens and I clear it as I wash my cup. "Honey, I know it's hard but you'll get through this it just takes time." I glare at him. "You didn't see it happen! I did! I was 6 and I watched my twin sister die right in front of my eyes! So no you don't understand!" I yell and storm away. I'll feel guilty later but they know when I snap that it's because I bottle things up for too long. They don't get mad, they give me space and I come to them when I am ready.

I go to my closet and find some jeans with rips at the knees. I grab my black belt and find a light brown rolled-up collar longer crop sweater. I put on some clear lipgloss, mascara, and blush. I put my hair back in a pony and curl the ends just a bit. I go downstairs and see mom and dad playing Uno. I smile and hug dad from behind, this is my way of saying sorry without saying it. I sit on the ground and see that my cards are laying there. "You waited?" I asked playing a blue 7 down. Mom smiles. "We always will wait." The way she says it I know she doesn't mean for game or Uno she means with my processing my sister's death even tho it was 10 years ago. I smile slightly and we continue to play.