Allison laughs at Vanya's excitement, glad to focus on it instead of being in her own head. She wants to ask about Sissy and Harlan, to hear all about Vanya's month alone, but they have time for that later. After they pick rooms and move in and feel more like a family. There'll be friction and arguments soon enough, but hopefully the warmth and connection Allison so desperately needs with her siblings will be there, too.

"Carl sounded like an ass," she says, and Allison didn't need more than the bare bones story they got from Vanya. She knew men like Carl, knew the world Carl grew up in. "They absolutely will do better."

She follows Vanya into the house, eager to explore. "I want a room up on the top."