I became a fixture at their house that summer. My own family had issues — a distant father, a mother who drank wine like water — but the Harris household was a different kind of war zone. Mr. Harris worked double shifts. Mrs. Harris tiptoed around Lena like she was defusing a bomb. And Marcus, my loud, loyal, stupid-funny best friend, turned into a ghost’s caretaker.

Lena looked at me. "You wrote that thing in your notebook. About me laughing at a meme."

"You were," Marcus said, not turning around. I think he was afraid to look at her.

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I became a fixture at their house that summer. My own family had issues — a distant father, a mother who drank wine like water — but the Harris household was a different kind of war zone. Mr. Harris worked double shifts. Mrs. Harris tiptoed around Lena like she was defusing a bomb. And Marcus, my loud, loyal, stupid-funny best friend, turned into a ghost’s caretaker.

Lena looked at me. "You wrote that thing in your notebook. About me laughing at a meme." my best friend's ts sister 2

"You were," Marcus said, not turning around. I think he was afraid to look at her. I became a fixture at their house that summer