Chapter 99 Getting Dirty With Sister:>3

"Yes," I said. The truth was, after my divorce, I tried dating a bit, but it felt weird. Then I got busy with my career and I stopped caring. I had urges, of course. See Exhibit A of my sister catching me. Sometimes I broke my streak. Went to a bar or hopped onto Tinder. It didn't ever work out. Either the girl wasn't mature enough, or I wasn't dedicated enough, or a thousand other things. I think, at some point, I decided that relationships weren't for me. I figured I'd get a dog at some point and call it a life. "You're not ruining anything," I told my sister. I cradled her head and, without thinking about it, kissed her forehead. She melted into my arms. "Living with you like this has been hard, yes, but it's also been kind of wonderful? Coming home to another person, I forgot how nice that can be."