The world has often compared Barbara and me, but our parents never did. I realize now how easy it would have been to quip: Jenna, your sister, never acts that way! Your sister doesn’t impulsively kick a soccer ball into our front window! Or why don’t you make As like your sister? And because of that, the bond we shared from before birth was solidified. I was never jealous of Barbara (although I should have been envious of her near-perfect SAT score!) and she wasn’t jealous of me.
