Sisters and Friends
Chapter 12
Something Like a Hug
"Hey, Quinn," came the voice over the VOIP connection.
"Hi, Sis," smiled the young woman as she pushed her chair away from her desk, taking a break from her homework. "I was going to call after I finished my homework, but thanks for the break. What's up?"
"Could you send me Annie's email address? I'd like to send her a note."
"You must have gotten her little package. Do you like it?"
"How could I not appreciate a Shaeffer 57 fountain pen? Must have been your suggestion. She spent way too much."
"Don't feel too bad, Daria. You were a huge part in getting her inheritance from her Paternal Grandmother restored, as well as the beginning of a relationship with her father's family. I think that was more important to her."
"Yeah, I got that from the way her note was folded."
"I thought you would. The first step in making an origami crane."
"Which is a symbol for peace. I put it into a little frame." Daria went on. "Trent and Jane were also impressed by you. Or, I guess I should say even more impressed."
Quinn found herself blushing.
"Um, you guys are coming for Christmas, right?"
"Yeah, mom sent Jane and I plane tickets to Lawndale, the day after the break starts. Trent's boss is giving him a ticket on the late flight to the regional airport on Christmas Eve."
"That's good, you can share the driving on the way back to Boston."
"Quinn, are you really okay with Mom giving us her car?"
"Hey, I already have a car that I bought with my own money," she said proudly. "Besides, Mom and Dad said that they would pay for my tuition if I wanted to transfer to a better school. You saved them a ton of money with your scholarships. Besides, she sold you guys the car."
"For a dollar."
"You guys are staying for New Years, right? Annie's mom is insisting on hosting everybody for a traditional New Year's meal, which includes you all."
"Sure. Mom says she's a great cook."
"She taught me how to make a killer teriyaki chicken, even though Annie says that's a real gringo Japanese dish," Quinn laughed.
"Better than frozen lasagna or Kitchen Sink Stew, I'd say."
There was a pause, and then Daria pressed on.
"I also wanted to tell you how proud I am that you're my sister, Quinn."
It took awhile for Quinn to find her voice.
"Thank you, Daria."