A conversation between Jenny and Gin.

'Come on girls. The busses will come in 20 minutes. Give your sister a hug before leaving.'

One at a time, Jenny's sisters went to hug Tiffany (and Josh of course) for the last time. 1,2,3,6,8,10,12,16,18,19... Jenny had nineteen underage sisters! Her mother had given birth to 26 children, and she seemed to be already expecting another one.

Jenny didn't know if she could ever get used to this weird new family. She used to be an only child. And now this! She didn't even know if she could ever get used to thinking about herself as 'Jenny'. But it was all better than to think of herself as 'Josh'. There was only one Josh in her life.

'I know. We're lucky to have him.' Gin sighed as she leaned back to the staircase.

'Oh, did I say that out loud?' Jenny said. Her cheeks flushed red.

Gin smiled. 'Don't be...' but she didn't finish her sentence.

'Don't be what.'

'Don't get so embarrassed every time you show affection toward your brother. We all love him remember? It's perfectly normal.'

Jenny didn't know what to say. He was kind to all the little ones. He really seemed to care. And never touched them in any kind of sexual way. Or was that the rule that had changed her head so she was **** to like this new brother? It was all so confusing.

She sighed. 'I know. I just... I feel so...' she stared at her toes. a soft kiss from Gin was placed on her forehead.

'So the guy that impregnated Tiff wanted to marry her?' Jenny tried to change the subject.

Gin nodded. 'And I'm so happy for her. I'm curious what it would feel like to...' Jenny waited, but her sister had gone quiet again.

'What what would feel like.'

'It's nothing. Just forget it.'

'But Gin.'

' It's just really stupid.'

'Please Gin!'

'Ah, well. You know... I sometimes wonder what if would feel like when you stop living only to serve brother. I mean,' and Gin shook her head. 'I love our brother. Of course, I do. But, well. Sometimes I wish I could do things for myself you know?'

Jenny did know. More than Gin could ever realize. Should she, should she tell her sister about...?

'Ah. I knew it. It's stupid.' Gin stood up and walked away from the stairs.

'Come, Jenn, mom is baking us pancakes.'