pull the blankets tighter around my head when someone knocks on my door. “What?” I grumble, my voice muffled. The door handle rattles before the light from the hall floods the room and through the thick material of my blanket. “Is that any way to talk to your favourite soon-to-be sister?” I rip the blanket off with flailing arms and launch myself at Ava. My squeal mutes her gentle laugh and I throw my arms around her shoulders.
