It all started when my brother, Sam, and I came home from school. Our mom is sitting in the living room.

"Kids," she called, "are you here?" "We just came in," Sam said. "Good. Come into the living room. I have some news for both of you."

As we walked in, I asked, "What is it?" "I got a new job," Mom said. "Is that it," I asked in disbelief. "Well, no. Guess where it is," she replied.

"In Savannah," Sam said. "Nope," Mom said. "In Jonesboro," I said. "In Atlanta," Sam said. "Nope," she said. "Just tell us. Where is it," I asked. "In Colorado," she said, bursting. "We're moving OUT of state?!!?" "Yes, Taylor, we are," Mom said.

I thought that this news is as worse as my parents' divorce.

"Look, I know this might sound bad to you, but, hey, at least you could start a new life. Besides, you can try to forget my divorce with your dad." "I rather live with Dad than to move," I scolded.

I ran to my room and slammed the door.

"Do you mind talking some sense to your sister," Mom asked Sam. "I'll try," Sam said.

He came to my bedroom door, knocking.

"Come in," I mumbled angrily. Sam came in and sat on my bed. Here is the thing: when it comes to Sam's pep talks, he'll sound so convincing, anyone could be convinced. He said, with his blue eyes shining like the stars, "Look, T, I know that you approve moving from town to town, but Mom is doing what's best for us. I'm mad about her divorce with Dad, too."

"You can't let it trouble you forever. What would you, Taylor Audrey Anderson, want if we leave?" I thought for a while, and said, "I just don't want to be an outcast." Sam smiled and stroked my long and brown hair, saying, "Just hope for the best, sis."