"Last I checked, Mom's not dead. Which was this morning, when she called to let me know that she put money in your bank account to cover some of my expenses. Mom...Mom loves you more than me. You're her Little Bird and I'm the complication. I was really surprised when they took me with them to Egypt. I was expecting nun school. They love you. I'm...a short headache.
"How can you possibly like having me here? I eat your food, I piss you off, I sometimes steal your beer, and I'm only half your sister. You wanted to serve me for Thanksgiving. Not that I blame you," she says.
"I scream and break things because I don't think anyone would listen to me if I don't make a lot of noise. Quiet and Hawk doesn't really seem to go together. I don't even know how to tell people things."
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