After buying pizzas, we were all talking on the couch as we ate our food.
“So, how’s your school?” My sister asked us.
“We’re classmates.” I answered her.
But my sister wasn’t quite satisfied with my answer.
“Oh you meant, the fire.” I looked down while stating the obvious.
“I’m sorry about your friend. He was such a funny guy.” My sister expressed her condolences.
I sighed.
Pears noticed the atmosphere was going down so changed the topic, “By the way Chloe, Duke wanted me to ask you how you are doing before I left earlier.” Not knowing it would make it bluer.
I looked at my sister’s reaction as she fought hard not to show her true feelings.
“Tell him… tell him I’m doing fine.” Then she fake smiled.
“Sure, I will.”
My sister stood up, “I’m going to leave you two here for a minut
