Chapter 396

  “I’ll tell Mom you threw me on the floor, she will whoop your ass.” I pout, picking up the sweats and pulling them on over my underwear lazily, knowing that defiance is futile, and if I attempt to get back in bed she will have no qualms about throwing a bucket of water over me, like she did when I was seventeen.

  “I’ll break your nose if you tell on me, then I’ll burn all your My Little Ponies.” Leila locates slippers from my early teens in the depths of a drawer and throws them at my head with accurate aim. I manage to duck at the last minute and scowl at her even more fiercely.

  “I would probably love you more if you didn’t think violence was acceptable in a sisterly relationship, Leila.” I pull on the T-shirt over my tank top and slide the slippers on obediently.