“Which day is it? I’ll have to check my schedule at the clinic.” “I don’t care about your hobby schedule, Nera. You’re going to be there,” he snaps, then points his fork at Zara. “You, too. In an outfit that’s appropriate for the venue and the weather. I’ll get back to you with a date.” Keeping her eyes downcast, Zara sets her utensils on her plate and slowly rises. She doesn’t say a word as she steps away and leaves the dining room. “That was mean!” I hiss as soon as my sister is out of earshot. “She’s not a kid anymore. Your sister is almost eighteen, and she needs to start paying attention
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