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“Hello, brothers.”

Her voice seems to trigger something in the young men seated around the table as they all stare at their long-gone sister, who had left without a reason. Maybe they could finally get some answers after four years without having a disastrous dinner.

Taylor can not help but marvel at the fine young men the three Js have grown to be in the last couple of years, although feeling a little sad she didn’t get to be a complete part of that. Her three brothers didn’t have the identical signature look they used to have as teenagers, and she doesn’t feel like she is staring at...