It was the same every time she had one of those silent conversations with her sister. I had no clue if a shrink would say they were unhealthy, but I didn’t care. That had been Rowan’s way of coping with the loss, and the connection, even if imaginary, brought her peace. Sometimes a little crazy was a good thing. “Tell Ivy hi for me.” Rowan’s answering grin lit my entire fucking soul on fire.
