When a Sweet Surprise Almost Went Terribly Wrong

Not in a guilty, tangled way—but like two people trying very hard not to burst out laughing. They looked less like conspirators and more like children caught mid-prank.

“What is going on?” I asked, my voice sharper than I intended.

My sister bit her lip, trying—and failing—not to grin.

“Okay, okay,” she said finally. “Don’t freak out.”

With exaggerated drama, she pulled the blanket down.

Underneath, they weren’t naked.

They were wearing matching T-shirts.