“It’s kind of ironic, actually,” he went on. “That I put all of my faith and energy into you for so long, believing a daughter could never be what a son could be, and as of right now, it looks like your sisters will be the ones with the real power in Thunder Bay. Not you.” Sisters? I looked at him, confused, as a slow, vile grin spread across his fucking face. What the hell was he talking about? I only had one sister.
