Skip
Mia thought. “Hard. But good-hard. Like learning to ride a bike and realizing you didn’t fall because someone was holding the seat.”
“I’m not just your sister this summer,” Jess announced on Day One. “Call me Mom Sis. That means I cook, clean, worry, and boss you around — but I’ll also stay up with you during thunderstorms.” My Summer with Mom Sis
The first week was chaos. Jess burned pancakes, forgot to buy toothpaste, and let Mia watch a scary movie (then regretted it at 2 a.m. when Mia crawled into her bed, shaking). Mia thought
One afternoon, their neighbor Mrs. Alvarez fell in her garden. Jess froze — but Mia ran for the first-aid kit and called Mrs. Alvarez’s daughter. “Mom Sis taught me emergency numbers by the fridge,” Mia explained later. Like learning to ride a bike and realizing