September, 1997:
Sixteen year-old Juliet O'Hara sat in a chair next to her mother's hospital bed. In her mother's arms was a small baby wrapped in a pink blanket.
"Juliet." Her mother said her tired eyes filled with joy, "It's your little sister, Sydney. Would you like to hold her?"
Juliet nodded uncertainly, as the small child was passed to her. After all, Sydney wasn't her real sister, only her step-sister. Sydney's dad, Lloyd, stood on the other side of the bed holding her mother's hand. Juliet knew the truth about Lloyd, how he racked up thousands of dollars in debt due to his secret gambling addiction. Juliet diverted her eyes back to the tiny human in her arms. Sydney was asleep, her little hand balled and a small wisp of blonde hair on her head. Juliet couldn't help but smile. Maybe this kid wasn't that bad.
