"Max, I don't remember any vacation to Baton Rouge, Louisiana. What
was up with you at lunch?" Isabel asked, concerned about why her brother
was acting strangely. "You don't? I'm sure Mom has pictures of it
somewhere. You know how she keeps everything from movie stubs to our first
toys." Max knew Isabel was right, but he didn't want to explain why he was
in such a bad mood. Of course, I'm sure she already knows why, as does all
of my friends. Maybe I should listen to them.
"Max! Thank you from coming back to Earth." Isabel puffed out a stray
piece of long blond hair from her eyes. "Sorry. What were you saying?"
Isabel set her books next to her brother at their giant rectangular desk.
"I was just saying I KNOW we didn't have any vacation to Louisiana. Max, I
have some idea about why you were mean to Derrick, and I understand, but
you shouldn't have treated him like that. You never know who he could be."
Max looked carefully at his sister. He knew what she meant. Derrick
could never be an alien, could he? No, impossible. It was just the three of
them, and that was fine with him. The only people he could rely on were the
people he loved most. Especially a long raven dark angel he knew of.
Max shook his head before going down a road he traveled too often.
"Iz, I'm sure he's not what you're implying. I know you care, but I don't
think you understand why I was mean to him. You don't understand, but no
one else does either." Iz gave a silent sigh over her brooding brother.
Just give in Max, and get with her already! Of course, I could be taking
that advice to myself too about Alex.Isabel shook her head and tried to
concentrate on The Odyssey.
The sun shined from a nearby window, but its golden humid rays went
unnoticed by the two siblings, lost in their own little planets. So to
speak.
