CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Distracted from my appointment with Dr. Stein, I continued wondering what he meant by was I angry, I absently made my way back toward the dorm room. The sight of Brenda made my heart skip a beat. I broke into a sprint and scooped my sister up into my arms. “I missed you,” I said. I spun her around.
I missed you, she signed.
“How’s Whitney?”
Sign, Brenda signed.
Fine, how’s Whitney?
Fine. Happy. Playful. She misses you, too.
I miss her. How was your first week of school?
Wonderful! she signed. I love my teachers and seeing my friends. But I couldn’t wait for the first week to be over.
Why not?
Because, I’ve been waiting for you to come back home, she signed.
I saw Mom and Dad sitting at a picnic table with Patrick. I hugged Brenda again and then, holding hand
