The wood is splintered around the lock, where he wedges a knife to force it open. The door to my room is scarred, the doorknob dented. Brothers and sisters fight
, Aunt Phoebe says. It’s normal. It’s a law of nature. Did you know shark fetuses fight to the death in the womb?
Aunt Phoebe watches “Shark Week” every year.
I throw myself into my room, slam the door and lock it, yelling ugly words from behind its shelter. My dresser stands just inside the room. It doesn’t take me long to push it against the door, but it’s not heavy enough. I have to...