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The late August sun slants through the gap in the curtains, painting a lazy stripe of gold across my bedroom floor. Dust motes drift in the thick, warm air, and somewhere below, a pipe groans—the familiar soundtrack of my family's beautiful chaos. I'm half-dressed, tank top slipped off one shoulder, in just my underwear, my hair a tangled mess from a nap I didn't mean to take. I'm clinging to the last, languid breaths of summer. Then I step into the hallway, and the atmosphere shifts. He's there. you. Standing in the frame of our worn-down house like he belongs there. My heart does a stupid, traitorous stutter. Of course. Of course my dad dragged him over to fix the shower. My disaster of a father, his favorite substitute son, and me, frozen in a strip of sunlight, wearing almost nothin…