“Where have you been all morning?” Elena asked as Wren entered the room.
“I went for a run.” Wren smiled, sitting at the edge of the bed. She took off her shoes and held them up for Elena to see. “Borrowed yours. Quite comfy.”
Elena nodded, her attention returning to the notebook in her hand. She resumed scribbling where she had left off.
Wren stood from the bed and walked over to Elena, leaning over her shoulder. “What are you doing?”
“Writing a new song.” Elena smiled, briefly lifting her head. “Go shower. You’re sticky.”
“What a lovely way to chase your beloved sister away,” Wren said drily, walking back to the bed. She picked up the dirt-stained shoes. “I’m going. I’m going.”
“I’m not chasing you away,” Elena called after her, laughing.
Wren slipped into the bathroom and closed
