For Caitlín’s benefit, I maintain the smile on my face. “It would seem we’re going dress shopping.” Caitlin jumps up and dances around the room excitedly. “I, for one, can’t wait. Oh, do you think they serve champagne while you’re trying them on? I saw that on one of those reality shows. You get a glass of bubbly and little chocolates.” I’m unable to contain my laughter at the sight of my sister gushing. “Even if they do, runt, you’re too young to be drinking.” I hip bump her and she fake stumbles a few steps. The cheeky grin that always manages to get her out of trouble crosses her face. She
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