I might as well have invited her up to my room for a cup of coffee while I was at it. “Sorry, I just kind of assumed, and well… Alright, sure, let’s do something. XXNX “You… you were telling the truth,” she said between sobs. It was almost a relief when I heard her come in. I led her up the stairs and into my room. Maybe it was a sign I needed to start being more optimistic about these types of things. I don’t know if it was the guilt, or some heretofore unknown feeling of fraternal protection, but my mind suddenly drifted to Brad, who also happened to have the same lunch schedule as me. “Oohh, check that out,” Sam said, pointing at the TV as a robot whacked a particularly nasty monster around with a cargo ship. Her name was Lisa. I’m a lady, watch your mouth, you remember what dad always says,” she warned with a passable impression of dignity. “Do I know you?” she asked. And maybe that was the truth, maybe nothing had happened.
