Not like the dance. But my sister Ann is coming home. I am unreasonably excited.

She's just finishing her first year of university at Tulane, and it sounds like she's had a pretty horrible first year. I feel terrible, because Ann is honestly one of the most innocent and kind people I've ever met.

This is surprising considering how terrible my other sister and I are. But she's always been the opposite of us.

While we are tall and tan, green eyed with ash-brown hair, she's shorter, with blonde hair and blue eyes. Her skin is pale with freckles, a recessive trait from my mother. Also, she's better at math and chemistry while my other sister and I have always been good with language. And while my other sister and I are rather cynical and sometimes harsh, Ann is inexplicably gentle.

Which is why I was so surprised when she took a NROTC scholarship; she just seems to nice for the military.

Honestly, I don't think she's enjoyed it at all. But my dad is trying to pressure her to keep going, because if she quits, my parents wont be able to afford to send us both to the colleges we go to now.

I think I need to make it clear to my father that I am more than willing to not attend college if it means she's forced into the military. But that would mean Ann would have to stand up to my father, and I think my mother and I are the only ones in my family to have ever done that.

This summer will be interesting.