Chapter 7

Chris had liked Dion right away; it would have been hard not to. He had all the empathy and energy required to spend all day with rambunctious teenagers, and that came in handy when hanging around the Marino crew. And he was good together with Marisol; they supported each other’s careers and had worked hard together to build a shared future.

“You’re one to talk,” Marisol replied. “You and Anna have been together for your whole lives.”

It wasn’t technically true—Anna and Chris hadn’t met until kindergarten—but Chris didn’t bother contradicting her sister. The heart of the statement was true. Chris couldn’t remember a time when Anna wasn’t entwined in her life. They’d been inseparable since the moment they’d met. They’d had their first kiss in first grade, when they’d chastely bumped their lips together at the top of the big slide on the playground.