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she always felt when she thought of her sister. She’d witnessed her friend Rosalind’s relationship with her sisters, so she didn’t take her closeness with KT for granted.
    She couldn’t disagree with their mom. KT really was wasting away in the carriage house. Her sister wasn’t much of a performer, even if she didn’t get stage fright, but she was an amazing composer and musician. And her voice. If Bijou hadn’t been so secure in her own talents, she’d have been bitterly jealous that KT got the angel’s lungs.
    The door to the workout room opened and the object of her thoughts walked in. Which struck her odd because her sister avoided anything hard. “Are you working out?” Bijou asked.
    “Hell no.” Looking at her like she was insane, KT walked to the refrigerator in the corner. “I’m out of sparkling water in the carriage house. Hey Dad.”
    Their dad groaned like he was benching two-hundred instead of his four-ounce phone.
    Bijou watched her sister pull out a bottle and shook her head. “First coffee, now water. Maybe you should go shopping.”
    KT shrugged as she uncapped it. “It’s easier this way. The main house is closer than Whole Foods.”
    “You’re the laziest person I know.”
    “I have no problem with that role.” She pointed with the water bottle. “Better than kicking my ass just to look good.”
    “It’s a part of my career.” Elbows in a stable triangle, she slowly lifted her legs into a headstand. “I have to look good.”
    KT made a face. “I’m not going to bust my balls just to look a certain way for my public.”
    “You don’t have a public.”
    “And I like it that way.”
    “Well,” their dad said, heaving himself up from the bench like his muscles just couldn’t handle it any longer. He stretched his arms out and groaned. “I’ll leave you two girls to do your thing. Thanks for the workout, Ruby Red.”
    “Any time, Daddy.”
    He stopped to give KT a kiss on the cheek before shuffling out.
    “It’s so cute that you guys are workout partners,” KT said after the door closed. “Does he ever actually exercise?”
    “Of course not. I think he comes up here to make Mom happy.”
    “Speaking of making Mom happy, I came up with a solution.” KT smiled in her usual, confident way. “I just need to show her that I’m living up to my potential, right? She doesn’t care what I do as long as I’m fulfilled.”
    “How are you going to do that?”
    “I’m going to get a job.”
    Bijou laughed, tightening her abs to keep from falling out of her pose.
    “What?” KT frowned. “You don’t think I can find a job?”
    “Oh, you can find a job, I just don’t think anyone would hire you. And don’t say Starbucks would,” she said, cutting off her sister. “They might, but they’d fire you the instant a customer pissed you off and you told them to shove it.”
    KT frowned. “You’re right.”
    Of course she was. She knew her sister.
    “I’ll just have to do other things,” KT said.
    “Like?”
    “I don’t know. I’ll think of something.”
    Mom was right—she was going to have to help KT get her ass on stage. “You better come up with a more concrete plan than that, or else get ready to strut your stuff.”
    Her sister shuddered. “Don’t threaten me.”
    “I’m just warning you how it’s going to be.” She levelled a look at KT, who slouched.
    “I’m not going to let you down, Bijou. I’ll show Mom I’m living my life so she’ll relent and stop punishing you.”
    The door opened. “Bijou, love, are you in here?” their mom called out.
    KT looked at her and then dove behind the counter of the little kitchen area, ducking behind the cabinets.
    Bijou arched her brow at her sister, who waved her hand madly. She dropped out of her headstand and began to do bicycle crunches. “In here, Mom.”
    Lara glided in, her flowing dress trailing her thin frame. Their mom had an ethereal type of beauty that became more finely honed instead of