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I started laughing.
It took her a second, but she laughed with me.
When I sobered, I ventured, “Do you know where he’s at with you?”
She was blunt when she inquired, “You mean, does he want me for my money?”
I didn’t verbally confirm, though I was pleased she understood that was a possibility.
She still answered, “It seems I’m going to find out.”
She was correct about that.
“I can tell he’s freaked. I say, make him worry,” I advised. “At least a little while longer. Stay distant but don’t leave. Talk to him tomorrow.”
She nodded. “I think that’s a good plan.” Then she asked, “Do you think, truly, Lou’s going to be all right?”
What I thought, truly, although I was sure Portia coming to my room in the middle of the night to find me scared out of my mind and bleeding was part of it, the thing that was bothering her the most was Lou’s diagnosis.
And that said a great deal about my sister.
“I think we have to have a lot of hope for her.”
“Well, at least that’s something I can do,” she mumbled.
“Hey,” I said, feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket. “Stop talking about yourself like that. It hasn’t been easy to find your way, but it seems you’re getting closer to the right path and that’s all you. You’re putting the work in. And that’s something to be proud of.”
“You always had more confidence in me than me.”
“And again, that’s because I love you.”
She gave me another funny look and my phone vibrated again.
I pulled it out.
It was a text from Ian.
Ready?
“I’ve got to go,” I told my sister.
She didn’t look happy, probably guessing who the text was from, and I didn’t get how she could be with one and have feelings for him, at the same time having the same for the other, but I knew it’d be confusing.
“Go,” she urged. “Will I see you again tonight?”
“I don’t know, maybe not. Ian and I are having dinner in the village.”
“Have fun,” she said apathetically, but at the same time, oddly, it seemed earnest.
“I will. While I’m gone, don’t be too hard on yourself.”
“I’ll try.”
I could tell she’d fail, but maybe a little self-pity would do some good.
At least it seemed to be making some inroads already.
I pulled her into my arms and gave her a hug.
