Jessed
Brija wears the collar; sister Jess holds the leash
It was the night before Thanksgiving. Takeout pizza for dinner, the traditional cutthroat card games (Grandma was the big winner), and, finally, it was nearly midnight, Mom and Grandma were in bed, and it was just the two sisters in Jess’s old bedroom. “I missed you so much,” Brija sighed, pulling great-grandma’s antique quilt over both of them. Jess searched Brija’s eyes, a grave expression on her face. “Do you remember...