Isabelle's hand tightened slightly around the discharge papers. She looked at Charles and said nothing.
Charles was still smiling, patting her arm. "Your brother's all grown up, and he's going off with someone else now. Aren't you going to give the kid a little send-off, as his older sister?"
"Mm." Her voice was very flat. "That's good." Her gaze slid past Charles and landed on me.
I stood quietly by the window, head bowed, sunlight stretching my shadow out long. I did not look at her. Throughout the entire conversation, I never looked at her once.
"Let me drive you both back first." She put the papers away, slid her arm around Charles's waist, and walked out with him. "The doctor said you need to rest more; you can't overexert yourself."
He smiled and nodded, then turned back and wav
