“I assume you yelled at him, too?”
“I did not yell at you,” he responded calmly.
“Fine. You grumped at me.”
To my annoyance, he laughed aloud, eyeing me with an amused smile. “You remind me of my kid sister, she was always telling me I was grumpy.”
“Obviously a very astute girl,” I replied, then I eyed him again as I realized what he"d said, how he"d used past tense when he spoke of her. “What happened to her?” I questioned softly.
“Nothing, as far as I know.” Seeing my startled look, he continued quietly. “My folks kicked me out when they discovered what I was, told me I was a freak of nature and I couldn"t live there anymore. I haven"t seen them or my sister for nearly ten years.”
A wave of sympathy for him stopped me in my tracks. “I didn"t know. I"m sorry.”
He shrugged, drawing
