horrifying. Sarah was excited about joining the Navy and hopefully becoming a Navy pilot. Me, on the other hand—I wasn’t going to the military. Manny and I argued constantly about my decision but I would not budge. I wanted to be more than a grunt. I always wanted to help the world around me. Be more significant than normal and make a real difference, not just some token contribution. Thinking back on the fall of 2009 when everything I believed was turned upside down and the world became a much darker place; I had no idea how significant I would be. On the surface it would appear that we had the perfect life; wealth, stability, and family even after the loss of our Dad. But nothing is rarely as it seems and what’s on the surface usually covers something much darker and my family was no different. We had our secrets too. They just hadn’t caught up with us……yet.
CHAPTER THREE
F all 2009—It was the first week of September and the start of the school year. Usually Sarah and I would go clothes shopping for the new school year, updating our wardrobe so that we kept current with the latest fashions. Hey, our mom was an ex-model and even though she was somewhat of a modest woman she still refused to send us out looking like last year’s leftovers. This year though, I didn’t do as much shopping with the money she gave me. I was planning a trip to Spain to visit our grandparents during the Thanksgiving holiday season. I wanted a little more spending money so that I could really enjoy myself. My mom protested me going alone. She wanted me to wait till spring break so that Sarah and I could go together. No way! I wanted to go alone. Sarah was high- maintenance and would run our grandparents ragged trying to keep up with her demands. I hadn’t been there in years and even though Grandpa was weird, he was still a lot of fun to be around. Also, Spain was just awesome period! I was really looking forward to that trip. With this new school year came a particular change I wasn’t looking forward to; Sarah joining me at Deerfield High. My mom initially wanted her to go to a private school in Lake Forest but just like Sarah, she begged and pleaded until my mom gave in. She fed our mom this load of crap about feeling safer going to the same school as people she knew. The real reason she wanted to go to Deerfield started with a T and ended with a Y. Tony, my best friend, on whom Sarah has had an almost “stalktistic” ( yes, I know that isn’t a word but as a teenager we always create our own words and here’s my contribution ) crush for years. For most, the attention from such an attractive girl would be heaven but Tony wasn’t having it. As much as she tried, Tony made sure he was extra mean when she made any advances towards him. I knew he found her attractive, I mean she’s my sister and as much as she repulses me I couldn’t deny how beautiful she was. But to Tony our friendship was so important that the thought of ruining it for Sarah made her ugly. I know it’s strange for some to comprehend that kind of friendship nowadays, with people having lower standards and a higher tolerance for depravity….but there you have it. Another major reason I wasn’t looking forward to Sarah and me going to the same school was Sarah had a bad temper and not an ounce of patience. Combine that with Sarah being so sensitive and anything said that she didn’t like could land her in the principal’s office and the offender in the nurse’s office. To this day I can’t understand how my mom controlled Sarah’s temper the way she did. I knew with all of Sarah’s issues I was going to have my hands full trying to look after her and listen to all the complaints from lovesick boys and jealous girls at the school…..lucky me. After getting up and preparing for the first day of school, I headed downstairs towards the kitchen to see what Mom had prepared for our “first day of school breakfast.” The first day