“Cole, honey, she’s not your sister. I wasn’t even pregnant with you when we brought her home from the hospital, and you only lived together for a couple months when you were an infant. There’s no way you even remember her.” “Yes, I do! That’s not true,” he yelled. His fists clenched at his sides. “I’ve always remembered her. Not like a person, really. More like a feeling of somebody. And she’s that feeling. She’s the part of me that was missing.”
