"What was that all about?" Charles asked his sister when they left their parents.

"I'm sorry, Charles," Sheri said. "I didn't mean to rain on your parade."

"You didn't," Charles assured her, smiling down at her from his 6', his grey eyes smiling beneath the same head of dark hair as his father. "I just never realized that you felt like that. You sure blew Mom's mind."

"To me, Mom is the worst," Sheri said. "Sometimes I think that she's a brainless nothing, just parroting the bullshit that she's been fed."

"Wow!" Charles said, laughing as he entered his bedroom, Sheri following.

"You didn't say anything," Sheri said, sitting on...