Ginevra
As I come back home, I find the house nearly empty.
Nearly.
As I scan the rooms, I find a family member hanging around silently. My brother is standing in one of the sitting rooms staring into a book. I knock softly on the frame of the door, and he looks up with a frown. My chest squeezes as I smile at him.
“Everything alright? You have been a bit quiet in the last few days.”
He sighs and lowers his gaze back into the book.
“Just a lot on my mind.”
“I heard about Emily. Sorry about that.”
He scoffs without sparing me a glance.
“Yeah, what a loss.”
As he remains silent and the situation is getting increasingly awkward, I take a step forward while playing with my fingers.
“Did Nana give you an earful because of that?”
He nods his head, still looking into the book.
No
