She glanced over at her bedside table. Arabian Nights waited for her.

She couldn't think of a better way to spend her punishment, but homework came first. Had to. Otherwise she would feel too guilty.

Two hours later she was on her bed with Nights in her lap when the door opened and Hannah's head poked in. Her curly red hair was another deviation. The rest of them were blonds. "I brought food."

Jane sat up, worried for her younger sister. "You'll get in trouble."

"No, I won't." Hannah slipped in, a little basket with a gingham napkin, a sandwich, an apple, and a cookie in her hand. "Richard gave this to me so I'd have a snack tonight."

"What about you?"

"I'm not hungry. Here."

"Thanks, Han." Jane took the basket as Hannah sat on the foot of the bed.

"So what didja do?"

Jane shook her head and bit into the roast beef sandwich. "I got upset with Mom."

" 'Cuz you couldn't have your party?"

"Uh-huh."

"Well… I gots something to cheer you up." Hannah slid a folded piece of construction paper onto the duvet. "Happy birthday!"

Jane looked at the card and blinked fast a couple of times. "Thanks… Han."

"Don't be sad, I'm here. Look at your card! I made it for you."

On the front, drawn in her sister's messy hand, were two stick figures. One had straight blond hair and the word Jane written under it. The other had curly red hair and the name Hannah at its feet. They were holding hands and had big smiles on their circle faces.

Just as Jane went to open the card, a pair of headlights swept the front of the house and started coming up the driveway.

"Papa's home," Jane hissed. "You better get out of here."

Hannah didn't seem as concerned as she'd usually be, probably because she didn't feel good. Or maybe she was distracted by… well, whatever Hannah got distracted by. She was mostly in her daydreams, which was probably why she was happy all the time.