Inside the jacket
The brother who had been so disgusted by my confession that he fled the country was finally back.
His fiancée threw a welcome-home party behind my back.
I showed up uninvited. Before I even walked through the door, I heard his best friend say:
"Aren't you worried she'll latch onto you again now that you're back?"
Ethan draped an arm around his fiancée's waist. "The beating I gave her before I left should have knocked some sense into her."
"Of course," he added, "if she starts up again—"
