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“Aurora, seriously?” Lorenzo scowls at his sister.
“What?” She shrugs her shoulders.
Kyla tries and fails to fade into the background, almost as if the poor girl is willing herself to disappear. She takes a step backwards. The tension between the three could be cut with a knife.
“What’s going on here?” I ask, pointing at Aurora and then Lorenzo and Kyla.
“What’s going on is that Lorenzo is being reckless and going to get himself killed by being withher.” Aurora gestures a hand towards Kyla. “Did you know that there are literally billions of women in the world, Lorenzo, and you had to pick the one who’s sure to get your ass fed to some pigs?”
“She has a name and you fucking know it,” Lorenzo hisses between clenched teeth.
“It’s okay. I… I need to get home anyway,” Kyla says.
“No, you don’t,” Lorenzo grunts.
“Okay.” I clap my hands together to get everyone’s attention back on me. “Aurora, apologize to Kyla and leave your brother alone,” I tell my granddaughter.
“But, Nonna, if he dies, I’m stuck with just Enzo. Do you have any idea what kind of existence that will be for me?” she whines.
“He’s not dying, Aurora. You’re being dramatic,” I say.
“Fine, sorry, Kyla. But if your dad does kill him, you better hide.” Aurora narrows her eyes in Kyla’s direction before stomping out of the room.
“I’m going to fucking strangle her,” Lorenzo mutters under his breath.
“She’s just worried about you,” I remind him.
“She doesn’t have to be a bitch about it,” he says.
“Right, well, I just came in here to look for cookies, not drama. So, I’m leaving. Talk to your sister, Lorenzo. Nobody loves you like she does.”
Aurora might go about things the wrong way, but she really does feel deep. She just has no idea how to be protective and kind at the same time. She’ll learn with age, I’m sure.
A few minutes later, I find myself walking up and down the foyer of the house. Waiting. I haven’t seen my sister since Christmas. My mind drifts to how this holiday season will be, and I can’t help but wonder how fast this disease is going to take my twin away from me…
“Holly, you okay?” Neo asks from the landing. He’s coming down the stairs by the time I turn around to answer him.
“Ah, yeah. I’m just waiting for Reilly to get here,” I say.
“Oh, yeah, they’re arriving today.”
“Yep.”
“If you need anything, let me know. You got this,” Neo says while wrapping an arm around my shoulders and squeezing.
“Thank you,” I tell him.
“Why the fuck are you touching my wife, Neo?” T comes down the hall, his voice booming through the open space. Clearly he’s irritated.
You would think, after all these years together, my husband would ease up on the wholenobody touches my wifething. But, no, he still carries on about it. Although I do think it’s more out of habit than anything else.
Neo drops his arm, and we both find T glaring at him. “Really, T? You hug my wife all the fucking time,” Neo counters.
“She’s my fucking sister,” T says.
“So?”
“Soshe’s my fucking sister,” T repeats. “I can hug her.”
