“By the time I make it out of the room, he’s already on the elevator. As the doors close, he shoots me a beaming smile. What did he mean by that? The sound of chuckling takes my attention away from the departing antagonist, to my family staring with obvious amusement. “Red’s a good color on you, Sis.” Dru chuckles, bumping me shoulder to shoulder. “I’m not wearing red!” I snap. But then it hits me. Duh! “Oh whatever, Dru.” I turn, storming back to the room to avoid more jokes.”
