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enclosed all of MIQ’s property. Wouldn’t you know, between each section of iron fence were large cement and cinder-block pillars, all of them gray. In one of her penitentiary-related rants, Kelly had avowed that even the bell tower and the nuns were representative. The bell tower, she said, was like a prison’s lookout post where guards were prepared to shoot at moment’s notice any inmate who got too rowdy. The sisters roaming the courtyard were prison guards maintaining order. As I took it all in, the surroundings that had been my world for the last ten years, I wondered what Brett would think.
    All week long, Brett was all Kelly could talk about. I found the topic a welcome change from the regular doom and gloom and sarcasm that was normally Kelly. I could tell she was really happy.
    “You’re gonna love Brett. Just love him. I love him and you love me. So you’re gonna love him,” she boomed.
    “By association?” I teased.
    “Right! By association,” she laughed. “You know, Brett can drive now. He just turned sixteen.”
    “I didn’t know that, Kell. That’s great.” The timeline seemed about right to me. I had never really given it any thought before, but Kelly and I were fourteen, so it made sense that Brett would be sixteen.
    “Hey, Kelly. If Brett is only two years older than you, why did he get to live on his own while you were forced to come here?”
    “Brett doesn’t live on his own. He’s at a boarding school over in Gary, Indiana.”
    “He’s driving all the way from Indiana to come see you?” I squawked, amazed.
    “Seriously? Elizabeth, you need to get out more. Gary is only like thirty miles away. It takes probably forty-five minutes to get here, maybe less. Yeah, definitely less. I haven’t seen how my brother drives. But I am sure it’s fast!”
    “Okay, so it’s not that far. You still didn’t answer my question.”
    “What’s that?”
    “Stop avoiding,” I demanded.
    “Fine. Brett’s school is an all-boys school. When our parents died, he was just old enough to make the cut. So he got to go there and have a life. I, on the other hand, being a girl, was destined to be locked up by Sister Sledge until I’m eighteen or until Brett turns nineteen and can petition for legal guardianship.”
    “But why here? Not that I’m not really thankful you’re here. I just don’t understand why.”
    “There aren’t any girls’ schools like Brett’s around here. I wanted to stay close to him. So this is what our family lawyer worked out. End of extremely fascinating story.”
    You could always tell when Kelly was done with a conversation. Believe me, when she was done, she was done. There was no exploring that topic again, at least not until she brought it up. That was okay. Brett would be here in a few days. I’d just have to wait to see what I could get him to tell me.

Brotherly Love
    When Saturday came around, Kelly was a bundle of nerves. She was even more fidgety than usual. If you knew her, you’d know that being more restless was nearly impossible. Most days she was like a six-year-old all hopped up on soda and junk food after a kids-only birthday party. Today, with Brett’s impending visit looming like a carnival prize over Kelly’s head, she was even worse. She vibrated around like she was waiting for her next saccharine hit, the one that would send her into her long-awaited sugar coma.
    Brett finally arrived around two thirty in the afternoon. He rode up to the front gates of the orphanage, where he coolly dismounted his jet-black motorcycle. He casually swung his leg over the bike, firmly planting it on the previously dreary, lifeless cement. As he pulled off his matching black helmet, I gasped. I think I actually gasped. He was gorgeous. Brett’s dark hair glistened in the sunlight. His mouth was formed into a large smile,displaying the cutest dimple just so. As he glided up to the gate, it was like watching perfection in motion. The plaid button-down shirt he