We head east and the way that Hon doesn’t look at me makes me shift around a bit in my seat. Something comes over me, I have to clear the air, I feel like Hon isn’t prepared for what we are driving into, so I start to talk.
“ I left Meredith twice before.” I say, and leave it at that to perk his interest. He hides it well and continues to stare out the dash window. After a few minutes I go on. “I always felt like a bum after our grandparents died and went out to find myself. Without telling anyone we drove down to New Orleans and started a punk band-Gunn Ray and the Light Wounds, we weren’t good, but we made a lot of friends and I got a lot of tattoos that you shouldn’t see. Anyway, I was gone about, well, more than a year, and one day something flips inside of me and I decide to come back. I haven’t called or written or anything in that whole stint, they have had no idea where I am. I get a ride from a friend into our small place in Minnesota and walked across town to our old home. The side door to the garage is always open, always has been and I walk inside, to what I think is Meredith kissing the unpainted far side wall, then I notice a second set of hands wrapped over hers, not around or with, but over. I’m watching from the door and I can see all of it as this hand unfolds from around hers and goes to her hip and she turns away from it, slowly, still kissing this man a head shorter than her, who is Korean and a older than her. He still tries to go for her hip, and she still turns until Meredith is back against the wall and Sang-Ho’s back is to me and he can’t reach for her anymore so he goes back to holding over her hands. I don’t know what kept me there so long, maybe it was just the fact that I thought I would never see my sister kiss another human being, and all the warm feeling I had running around went a little off. But I walked inside without disturbing them and fell asleep on the living room floor where I knew they would find me.
It was a surprisingly easy transition back into the swing of things. Our parents weren’t as mad as happy I was still alive. I got a job at a warehouse and took summer classes to finish the GED I thought I didn’t want. In the meantime Meredith finished high school, got pregnant and engaged to Sang-Ho.” I paused to switch on the headlights and clear the windshield of bugs, Hon’s ears twitched, and I knew he wanted more.
“There were six of us, counting Abel still to be born, under the roof.
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