"More than a stunning debut. It is the announcement of a bold new literary voice"
—Stephen Chbosky, author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower

I grew up believing that I was an only child and was lonely because of it. I had our cousins but it just was not the same. I always have been envious of people with their siblings; them playing outside together and just having that bond that only siblings can have. I will never have nieces and nephews or someone to help me when our parents become ill. My children will never have aunts or uncles. And the worst part is, I will be alone after Mom and Dad die. I know this all sounds depressing and it wasn’t your fault that this all happened but I think of it all the time. I can remember Mom being depressed and she came crying to me one night while I was in bed and telling me that she needed to go to the ER. But I didn’t know why she had to go. When I got older, I found out about you three; that you all had died before you could be born and it saddened me. (It still does) I am the only child that survived for Mom and Dad and I am really trying to make them proud and to be a good daughter but sometimes I wish that you all were here with me. I know I will meet you someday and I can’t wait for that. Take care of Oreo and Double Stuff for me while you are up there and tell Na Na, Paw Paw, and Paw Poo that I love and miss them. Love you my three wonderful siblings!