When Maya was eleven, a boy named Trevor knocked her science project off the lunch table and called her a baby for crying about it. I was thirteen. I marched across that cafeteria, picked up her cardboard volcano, and told Trevor that if he touched my sister's stuff again, he'd be wearing baking soda for the rest of seventh grade. He didn't. That volcano still erupted at the science fair. It won third place.
I've been Maya's older sister for thirty-one years, which means I've spent thirty-one years two steps ahead, checking that the coast was clear. Walking her to the bus stop. Reading her the scary parts of books first so she'd know they turned out okay. Being the one who answered when she was nervous to.
Here's what I didn't expect. Somewhere along the way, the little sister I was protecting became the person I call when I'm the one who's scared. Maya is the calmest voice in any storm. She once talked me out of quitting a job over email at two in the afternoon, and she was right, and she never once said so.
Then Jonah showed up. And for the first time, I watched someone walk two steps ahead of Maya. I saw it the night her car broke down in a grocery store parking lot, and he drove across town with jumper cables and her favorite terrible gas-station coffee, and made her laugh before he even popped the hood. That was the night I stopped checking whether the coast was clear. Because it was. He had it.
Maya, you don't need me to fight your battles anymore. You've got a partner for that now, and he's a good one.
To Maya and Jonah. May your life together always erupt, third-place trophies and all.
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