Sandy had been around for a while, but did not join them this evening for dinner. Miranda knows that the poor girl is still going through some emotional trouble, not to talk of the separation from her brother at the point they needed each other the most.
Miranda decided that she would go up to take her dinner to her room, in hopes that the both of them could talk. After entering, she met Sandy still unpacking, folding her clothes into the closet that was provided for her.
“Sandy, I brought your dinner.”
Sandy turned from what she was doing to face her, “oh, no… You shouldn’t have. I’m really not that hungry, that’s why I didn’t come downstairs.”
Miranda smirked, “we both know that’s a lie, there’s no way you wouldn’t be hungry after such a journey.”
“You’re right. I might be hungr
