I giggled, even though my chest did something weird. A year again? He’d been talking about the last year like it had been the last two months lately. Like we were like this the whole time. It was really starting to make me wonder.
Me:
Hmm, responsibility sounds like a thing for the elderly. Seems like a you thing.
A. Harper:
You little smartass. Just wait ‘til I get my hands on you. You’re going to pay for that one.
Me:
And when will that be exactly?
A. Harper:
Lunch?
Me:
I’m actually planning on going with my family. Trying to make up for being such an A-hole lately.
A. Harper:
Then after. My place. I’ll cook you something?
Me:
It’s a date.
Me:
I like saying that.
Me:
Sorry, I’m such a nerd.
A. Harper:
You’re perfect. I’ll see you later, good luck with your family.
Pocketing my phone, I let out a long, satisfied breath as I entered my brother’s office suite. It was the morning of a big meeting, so I was pretty sure Melissa would be somewhere around here prepping alongside him.
I needed to talk to them.
It wasn’t easy, realizing when you’ve been acting like a complete butthole, but I was finally coming to terms with it.
Yes, in the past months I’d been finding myself and finding my voice, but no part of that had been any of my siblings’ fault. It was more about what I accepted and allowed for myself. And now, as I finally allowed myself to take the opportunities I created rather than waiting on permission from others, I still never wanted to allow myself to go unchecked.
The truth was, I wasn’t being a good sister lately and I wanted to change that.
“Hey, Urse,” I said, as I strode through the doors of my brother’s floor.
Deja vu swallowed me up as I looked around the clean office. I’d been in this suite only a few months ago, headed to my brother’s office just as I was now to speak with him. Then, I’d been shaking in my boots. Worried half to death that he was going to call me stupid and crap all over my dreams. Now I was the master of my own future and frankly, I didn’t need my big brother to make my dreams come true. I could do it myself.
“Hey, honey,” Ursula said as she clicked-clacked away on her keyboard. “What can I do for you this morning?”
“Oh, I came up to see Ox and Lis before their meeting. I want to take them out to lunch afterward to celebrate.” On the other side of the room I noticed that Ox’s door was already closed. They were probably prepping before the other meeting participants got here. In that case I’d just pop in quick.
