Betsy practically tackled me into bed that night.

"Brrrrr," she said, gripping onto me with surprising strength, "I think Dad turned the A/C up or something."

She wasn't kidding about being cold, Betsy's whole body trembled as I pulled her close to me under the covers. She was shivering like crazy, so bad we couldn't even kiss for a bit. Instead, she just held onto me, tight, like a life raft in the ocean.

Finally, I felt my little sister settle into her usual spot. Her head notched in the nook of my neck. Hand rested on my bare chest. I squeezed her tight to me. She gripped me back....