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.

    "No."

    She looked slightly disappointed. I went back into my room.