“Didn’t expect us to fly ya sister out, did ya?” Kit says, patting me on the chest. “You’re really here,” I echo back to my sister. Since she lives in Pennsylvania, we rarely ever see each other. Our schedules are so busy that we only get together for the holidays. “I’m here.” She hugs me again, and this time, I stay in her arms for what feels like forever. “Aeris wanted to fly me out.” My heart soars. Aeris.
