“So you really joined the army,” Allison said.

“It’s a commissioned service academy,” Sarah said from behind me.

“She’s an officer.”

Allison ignored Sarah and looked straight at me.

“Mom and Dad told everyone in the back row you were my sister,” Allison said.

“I just got my degree from business school last month.

I have a packed schedule of interviews next week.

We’re both doing well.”