#Chapter10-02
"Do you have any plans while your brother is gone?" he asked causally once it became apparent that silence was my weapon of choice.
Yup! I had a list lined up.
Sulk.
Cry.
Moan to Patch about how unfair Isaac leaving me was.
Play the Sims until I was reminded that I was lonely and alone.
But I doubted they were the answers he was looking for, and ended up shaking my head no. "Eat nuggets?" I guessed, offering a weak smile. It earned another one of those half-smiles in return.
"You know what I meant," he said, rolling his eyes. He was about to say more, but the waitress appeared, a cheery-face young girl with flushed cheeks and hair that was slowly escaping her messy bun.
She smiled a polite, but welcoming smile, her words a chipper string that seemed far too enthusias
