We had built something together.

That was enough.

Later, I called Laura to tell her how the evening had gone.

She asked whether I’d finally eaten dessert at the event.

I laughed and admitted I’d ordered two because I couldn’t choose between them.

She said she was proud of me, though I suspected she was mostly teasing.

Before we hung up, I thanked her again for answering the phone that rainy night.

She told me that sisters weren’t supposed to keep score.