A WEEK LATER
''You should have seen how captivated he is with her, like the first time father brought her over for dinner. It's despicable.'' I spit out.
''Surely she can't be that bad?'' Arlene asks.
''I don't care if she's not bad, I don't like her. What I hate even more is how she's got my brother wrapped around her little finger to make him behave like a lovestruck fool.''
''But you have to admit love, the chick's pretty hot.''
''Cyryl!'' Arlene exclaims.
I look for something to throw at him, and my hand reaches for the bowl of fruit placed just a few inches in front of me. ''Just saying,'' He has his hands up in the air to signify defeat then he picks up the closest fruit to him and takes a mouthful, munching happily.