Winter
“Correct.” I sighed. “I have my own homework to do. If you did yours, then maybe you wouldn’t be failing.”
With how she carried herself, you would think that Rebecca was the oldest. She was a bully and the true delinquent in the family. However, she was three months younger than I was. Hanna, my mother’s younger sister, had her three months after I was born. When the news broke, the scandal nearly tore two packs apart.