"You have to be nice to her, okay?!" I asked my two sons firmly.

"Cool," replied Noah, who was the only one with any sense.

"You must be dreaming, I'm going to give this little girl hell," Caleb mocked and I looked at him furiously.

"She's your sister from now on," I hissed and he shrugged.

"Adopted, so it doesn't mean anything," he said, and a moment later there was a knock on the door.