But underneath all of it, there was a child who hadn’t asked for any of this.
I looked toward Daniel.
“I’m going to be an aunt.”
He smiled.
“Yes, you are.”
“A little girl.”
“Apparently.”
I laughed softly.
Then my expression changed.
“I don’t want to resent her.”
Daniel set down his menu.
“You don’t.”
“I resent everything surrounding her.”
“That’s different.”
I looked toward the water.
“When Khloe announced she was pregnant, I was happy. I bought her a little yellow blanket.”
“I remember.”
“I wanted to be involved.”
“You still can be, if that’s what you choose.”
I considered that.
“But I can’t keep buying things to prove I’m a good sister.”
Daniel nodded.
“Then don’t.”
I reached for my water.
“Do you think Khloe will ever understand?”
He thought for a moment.
“I don’t know.”
I looked at him.
He continued.
“She may understand when she has to handle more of her own responsibilities. Or she may keep believing everyone owes her something. We can’t decide that for her.”
