Amelia looked at the door.
Triplets teach you that people can share a birthday and still carry different kinds of weather.
My hands stopped around the popcorn bowl.
The knock came again.
« I’ll get it, » Lily said.
« No, I’ll get it, darling. »
I walked to the door.
Amanda stood on the porch in a cream coat too thin for July, a polished suitcase beside her.
For a moment, neither of us spoke.
Amanda stood on the porch in a cream coat too thin for July.