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Her eyes moved to Sig. “Who’s this?”
“This is Sig. He flew from England with me.”
She gave him a once-over. “You’re the sperm donor…”
Sig’s eyes went wide before he glared at her. “And you’re the rude older sister.”
I cleared my throat. “Yes. This is my sister, Claire.”
He nodded.
“It’s nice to meet you, despite the fact that you just insulted me,” she told him.
“Same,” he said as he flashed me a sympathetic look.
Claire walked over and set a bag on the chair next to Dad. “Got you some pajamas and snacks.” She turned to me. “How long are you here?”
“I haven’t gotten that far.”
“Well, I need to get back to work in California tomorrow. Now that I know he’s fine, I booked my return ticket. But it would be nice if you could stay a few days.”
My sister was a lawyer, trying to work her way up the ranks at her firm. She believed everything revolved around her and her job.
“Ishe okay?” I challenged. “Have the doctors confirmed that?”
“We haven’t gotten the results of every test they ran, but he seems fine enough to me. I’m comfortable going back. Work is really busy.”
“I have a job, too.”
“It’s not the same,” she said.
I gritted my teeth. “Well, I didn’t come all the way here just to head right back anyway.” I turned to my father. “I’m not leaving until you’re settled and back home again, Dad.”
Sig put a hand at the small of my back. That simple touch brought me such comfort. He literally had my back. “You need to eat,” he said. “Why don’t I get you something and bring it back here?”
“That’d be great. Thank you.”
When he left, I immediately yearned for his return, once again so thankful he was here with me. It felt good to have someone looking out formywell-being while I focused on my father’s.
“Is something going on between you two?” my sister asked.
“He just accompanied me for support.”
“Claire,” my dad interrupted. “Aren’t you going to ask Abby how she’s feeling?”
She scoffed. “I’m still in denial about the rash decision she made. Asking her how she’s feeling would force me to acknowledge it. So, no.”
God, the nerve of her.
“Well, that’s your problem,” Dad said. “You should still have the courtesy to ask, regardless of your feelings.”
“Save your energy, Dad.” I shook my head. “It’s a lost cause.”
He ignored me, turning to her again. “And I’ll have you know it wasn’t a rash decision. Abby knows what she’s doing, thought long and hard about it. Her choice is selfless. And I admire her for it.”
“Thanks, Dad.”
“I’m sorry.” Claire sighed. “You know my thoughts on the matter. I do hope you’re feeling well, though.”
