Alone—

That was my life even before my mother died. Until I found my father and a sister with the life I should have had. I know my heart had a time limit.

Putting my plans on hold, I enrolled in college, and inserted myself into my sister's life.

What could go wrong?

Evidently a lot. I didn't count on her wanting to be friends. Or the guy across the street to end up in my bed. Relationships were not on my bucket list and I hate they all make me want more...more fun, more family, more love.

Should I give them the little time I have left or continue on with my plans to travel the world?