“I could really use a baby to snuggle while I do this.” She blinks at me, that perfect storm of a heavily pregnant woman past her due date and her annoying brother nudging her along. “Sure,” she snaps. “That’s why I’m having this kid. For you.” I grab both her shoulders. “You really are the best sister ever.” “I can’t wait to be back to my usual self so people—you—will take me seriously when I threaten to kick your ass.”
