Without missing a beat, I said the words that had haunted me about Jared since I woke up from the coma, “Do you want me?” “Yes! I mean, shit. You’re my only family. You’re my sister.” This day. Right here. Right now. I would be better. I would no longer be an okay person, or a good person. I would be a fucking great person, and I’d have to google how to do that because I knew it’d be a lot of work.
