It’s late, after 2 a.m., and the train is all but deserted. Sitting across from me, Alondra shifts restlessly in her seat, her eyes wide and motionless. She looks at me like she’s daring me to do something, like all it would take is one little gesture to make this night interesting.
When their parents leave for the weekend, the stepsisters are left to their own devices. The more unruly of the two avoids her sister, seeking space and displaying an overt disdain for her sibling.