Earlier that evening, just after Mike had left for his date with Emily, Sarah was in the washroom, starting yet another pile of her laundry. She heard a noise behind her and turned, seeing her younger sister Beth.

"Hey," she said, turning back to her washer. "What's up?"

Beth was quiet for a minute. She cleared her throat and tried to speak, but the words came out all jumbled. She sighed and rubbed a hand across her forehead in embarrassment. "So, I was wondering something."

Sarah turned and glanced at her again. "Huh? Whats wrong?" she asked. Beth didn't reply. "Bethy, just tell me whats wrong."

Beth cleared her throat...