My sister came back again. I was surprised. She was strangely spending more time at home.
"I saw Brendon today," she said.
"Good for you," I replied.
"Are you two still mad at each other?"
"No.There is nothing to mad about."
"Are you going to talk to him?"
I stared at my sister. Then I remembered. She felt strong sisterly affection towards my ex-boyfriend. She loved to joke with him during dinners.
She looked slightly disappointed. I went back into my room.