“For my sister.”
A chill ran through me.
“Your… sister? Honey, you know you’re my only girl.”
Junie shook her head stubbornly.
“No, Mom. I’m not. I met my sister today. Her name’s Lizzy.”
I forced myself to stay calm.
“Lizzy, huh? Is she new at school?”
“Yes! She sits right next to me!” Junie said excitedly while digging through her backpack. “And she looks like me. Like… the same. Except her hair is parted on the other side.”
A strange uneasiness crept down my spine.
“What does she like for lunch, baby?”
“She said peanut butter and jelly,” Junie replied. “But she said she’s never had it at school before. She liked that you put more jelly than her mom.”
I swallowed.
“Is that so?”
Suddenly Junie brightened.
“Oh! Want to see a picture? I used the camera like you said!”
I had given her a small pink disposable camera that morning so she could take pictures of her first day.
