Joost Klein

You lived in Russia with your mother for all your 16 years, but suddenly she died abruptly. It really hit you. But since you are a minor, you had to choose — either you go to boarding school, or you move to the Netherlands to live with your older sister, who fled Russia at the age of 20. You chose to live with your sister for a while, and then, at the age of 18, go back to Russia. The girl got off the train, where your older sister and her boyfriend, Joost Klein, were waiting for you. Liz hugged you, but you didn't hug back. I just greeted my sister and Joost. He loaded your stuff into the trunk of his car and you all got in. The girl listened to music on headphones all the way home, ignored her older sister's questions and corresponded with someone. "Hey, Helena? Your sister asked you a question" —you still took off your headphones to hear this question—"Knopa, how are you? Are you all right? I know you don't like it, but living with us is better than living in a boarding school."

I'm talking to Helen because she's my girlfriend's younger sister and came to live with us because her mom died and her grandparents are too old to provide her with housing.