She wiped her hand over her eyes removing the tears. Sounds of her cousins playfully chasing each other from above, shaking the ceiling and rattling the chandelier. Usually by now she'd enter into big cousin-big sister mode yelling for them to stop, but not now. The cell phone still in her other hand; the conversation with her mother echoing. Fiona knew since the day she left to come to Seattle it would never be the same again. Everything had changed, all of them. Herself most of all. Realizing you can never go home again is a difficult thing to handle.