My Summer With Mom Sis -

“I’m not just your sister this summer,” Jess announced on Day One. “Call me Mom Sis. That means I cook, clean, worry, and boss you around — but I’ll also stay up with you during thunderstorms.”

Mia thought. “Hard. But good-hard. Like learning to ride a bike and realizing you didn’t fall because someone was holding the seat.” My Summer with Mom Sis

“This is useless,” Mia whispered one night. “You’re not Mom.” “I’m not just your sister this summer,” Jess

Jess teared up. “See? You’re pretty useful yourself.” “Hard

Jess didn’t get mad. She just said, “You’re right. So let’s make our own rules.”

When Mom finally video-called from her job overseas, she asked, “How was your summer with Mom Sis?”

Every summer, ten-year-old Mia stayed with her grandmother in the countryside. But this summer was different: her older sister, Jess (twenty-two and fresh out of college), was in charge while their mom worked abroad.