When Joe got back to the house, Sarah was sitting at the kitchen table, flipping through some advertisements that had come in the mail. She looked up as he walked in from the hallway, the bag from the electronics store and his sweater in one hand and the glass dish in the other. First she squinted

“I know. And that’s fine. Hits us all sometimes, I guess. But maybe you could keep it under control a little better? I did with Andy…” “You were jealous of Andy?” “Maybe not jealous, just – I don’t know. It kind of annoyed me when he moved in. But I didn’t let it out…” “Maybe you shouldn’t have,”

Sarah leaned back in her chair, her eyes firmly on him now. “If you hurt D, Joe, I’ll kill you,” she said sternly. “I just want you to know that. D even talking to you is mind-boggling as far as I’m concerned. But if you dare to mess with her again, I’m done being your sister. And this time I really

“Man, Sun, you were really drunk Wednesday night,” Jack said as he leaned forward from the back seat. “You may wanna watch it a bit tonight.” Sun giggled, sounding a little embarrassed. “Yeah, I know!” She glanced at him over her shoulder. “You don’t even want to know how I felt the next morning!

Stepping into the hallway right behind Sarah, his bag over his shoulder, Joe just shook his head and gave D a quick look and a roll of his eyes behind Sarah’s back. “You better ask for something for your headache, Sarah,” he said and squeezed by behind Sarah. “Because with that mood of yours…” Inst