Living with Indira, Collin, and Jeremy was, to put it plainly, a sensory assault. The siblings seemed to honor their Greek and Italian roots primarily by seeing who could talk louder, with Jeremy reveling in the noise. Jude wasn’t sure three people ever laughed so fucking often and so fucking noisily. Except for when Lizzie Blake, one of Indira’s best friends since high school, visited. That was a new level of sound.
