Kira wouldn't even look at Jesse, let alone talk to him for the rest of the day. This was made apparent to the rest of the family at dinner that evening.
"Okay, what's happened?" Larkin sighed at them both, whilst she cut up Rose's steak for her. "Have you two had a tiff?" She raised an eyebrow at Kira and Jesse. "Well?" Russel added as he sipped some wine. "You two normally get on like a house on fire!"
Jesse realised this was true, they barely ever quarreled, it took something really serious to make them fall out. Now Jesse was confused. What had he done to make Kira hate him so suddenly? "I haven't done anything to her!" Jesse growled angrily.
"That's exactly it!" Kira yelled back tearfully, she threw down her knife and fork and fled from the room.
Everyone turned to look at Jesse. "Like I said, I didn't didn't do anything." He continued on eating.
"Shall I go see to Kira?" Larkin asked Russel worriedly.
"I suppose so, she's clearly not herself." Russel replied with a sigh.
"No, wait! I'll go!" Dave yelped and sprang up from the table before Larkin even had a chance to move. "You are funny, Uncle Dave!" Rose giggled. As he left the room Dave paused at the doorway, "I think I know what's up,"he stated. Even though everyone else heard him, Jesse knew it was directed at him.
After dinner Jesse just moped around in his room. Every now and then Rose would knock on the door and demand that he should play a game with her. And every time he would answer, "Not now Rose. Go and play with Dad or someone." He felt mean, but he had bigger problems on his mind than not playing hide-and-go-seek with his kid sister.
What if Kira never talked to him ever again? Jesse didn't even like to think about what life might be like if that happened. It was so overwhelming it reduced Jesse to tears. He knew it was stupid, but he couldn't help it. The girl he loved was never going to speak to him again, because of something he had no power to change. How was he supposed to know what he ahd done to make her mad? When he had said that he hadn't done anything to her she had replied 'exactly'. So what did she mean?
It was all so confusing. Jesse lay flat out on his bed and stared at the ceiling. He wiped his eyes and then rolled onto his side. It would be dark soon. But Jesse didn't think he would be getting any sleep.