ELLA

My first introduction to Quincy’s family was a memorable one—especially for someone used to having a house to herself. As they scrambled down the stairs, some of the boys lifted him into the air, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the chatter and excitement.

The girls, on the other hand, led me toward a room, doing their best not to overwhelm me with questions.

Once we reached an empty room, they apologized for the state of the place and explained that they hadn’t expected Quincy to return so early, let alone bring someone with him. As a result, they hadn’t made any effort to make...