“Well, it’s not like talking to you was a huge imposition for me,” I reply. He grins, and only now, not during the half-hour tornado warning, do I feel the currents of air in the room changing. It’s a nice grin, fuller on one half of his face in an inviting, genuine kind of way. “Glad to hear it,” he says. I’m about to face away from him, letting the pleasant moment pass, when I catch myself. I’ve allowed Patience to take from me and done nothing except enjoy how the weather inconvenienced her. Instead, I might be happier if I pursue what I want without worrying about what my sister does. It’s
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