"So...," her voice was as small as a child's, "what, what did you mean?"

I sighed, searching for the right words. "I just meant, there may be a way to keep..., what we have even if Prissy is here. It's..., nice, to be close like we are..."

"I see," she said thoughtfully, and thought some more. "I guess that's what I felt weird about. Like, if Priscilla is here, would we still be close?"

"Of course," I said incredulously. "Why would it change?"

"C'mon Xy, our relationship may seem normal to us, but it's weird to everyone else. Most brothers don't act like you, showering with their sister, helping her...