“Eleanor, what are you doing here?” Tavin stared at her as if seeing a ghost. “Where have you been? What about Arthur? Why haven’t you contacted us?”
“And why should I do that?” Eleanor asked. “Just so I could hear more scolding about how I need to be a better partner, a better daughter and a better sister? Who wouldn’t get tired of hearing the same thing?”
“We were just—It was just to motivate you,” Tavin said, but the explanation sounded hollow even to him. “But where have you been? You just disappeared. Arthur went crazy trying to find you.”
“Of course he did. He lost his favorite toy before he could break it.”
“You shouldn’t be so…”
“Dramatic?” Eleanor asked. “I must have heard that a hundred times, and yet, I’m not the sister slumping over the floor waiting for someone to catch h
