Cheryl sighed and given me a spontaneous hug. Cheryl had always been a hugger. “It’s sweet, how they want to look after you.” It was not sweet. They dated and frequently. I couldn’t count the number of girls I’d caught them making out with over the last couple of years, so why did they get to date and I didn’t? I didn’t need big brothers, because I’d been an only child my whole life. I wasn’t changing that now.
