“Come on, out with it.”
Steve slowly turned to the chair where his sister, Norah, sat. “Out with what? You’ve only been here five minutes so you better not be inquiring about my love life.” His face showed a mix of disbelief and worry.
“Or lack thereof.” A smile peeked at her lips, but it vanished when she saw the crease of her older brother’s eyebrows. Norah managed a small cough. “Anyway, I wasn’t asking about that. I’m more interested in him.” With a flick of her finger, she motioned at the