"What are we doing for your birthday?"
I glance at Hazel who's busy looking through my closet.
"Nothing."
It's Saturday mid afternoon and I'm seated on my bed in dad's house.
I didn't want to talk to anyone, but Hazel showed up anyway. She always does what she believes is good for me. Right now, she thinks that her company will help me cheer up.
I don't doubt it. I'm just not in the mood.
"Don't be a bore, Riya. You only turn twenty one once in your lifetime."
"Twenty one has been a pain in the ass so far. I don't want anything to do with it."
"But you can't sit here all day."
"Are you sure about that?"
She sighs, exasperated, before she sits on the bed beside me.
"Look, Ree. You lost your sister. I get it. Believe me, I'm grieving too. But your life can't come to a standsti
