I didn't linger. Went immediately to Meira's quarters, shed the ridiculous outfit, slipped back into my jeans and food-coated t-shirt while my sister waited for me in her bedroom. Emerged to hug her.

"You call me anytime," I said. Leaned away. "Any. Time."

Meira sniffled, shrugged. "I'm okay," she said. "But that was harder than I thought it would be."

"Want to come home for the night?" I reached for the veil, felt Ahbi welcome me. Her sadness joined with mine. ...