I looked at my sister, whose eyes were already roaming the empty corners of my hallway, picking out where her next decorative rug would go.

“Okay,” I said quietly.

“I’ll move.”

Harper blinked, and her chin dipped half an inch.

“What did you just say?” she asked.

“I said okay,” I repeated, keeping my voice low and even.

“I’m going outside.”

Julian took a small step forward, his smooth smile faltering for a second before it settled back into place.