“This is Rebecca, my daughter. XXX If Julie gets too angry, she might just scream out what we do in some weird way to make Rebecca back off. She returned as soon as she heard her name, looking at me with a smirk. I just hoped she didn’t act too defensive – It would be bad if Rebecca found out what we did. She isn’t into step-cest, is she?”
“You called it, brother.” Julie stopped, turning to me. “I don’t give a damn what you two are really fighting about, go to your rooms!” I should probably mention that Rebecca had moved into the guest bedroom … Right next to mine. A few days later, I was sitting on the couch all by myself.
