Jill laughed softly at that, surprised to find that she felt the same. Lucy was about the same age Diane would be now, but she was so unlike Jill's sister in every other way. Diane had been intelligent, but apathetic, her attention turned to other ventures, things Jill found unimportant or silly. It made her wish that she'd been more like Lucy. Maybe their relationship wouldn't have been so strained if she had been.

"You and me both," she admitted with a small smile. "I have a younger sister back home, but she was never interested in anything I had to do."