Skye got the pretzel sticks down from the cabinet and tossed them to Ben. "What do you want to drink?" She asked with her head stuck in the fridge.
"Apple juice." He answered, already chewing through his snack. Skye reached for the bottle of juice, when she heard the front door open. Hesitantly she turned, and locked eyes with Jane.
"Hey, Jane." Skye walked over to meet her younger sister. "I want to apologize, for… you know."
Jane studied her sister; her slouching posture and the worried look in her eyes. As a writer, Jane prided herself on being able to read body language, and Skye looked genially sorry. Jane suddenly felt sheepish, for her sister had done nothing wrong. And anyway, didn't Jane have an almost boyfriend at home. "You aren't the one who should apologize, I am. I'm sorry, and I don't want you to be cursed." Jane smiled. "Soccer before dinner?" Skye smiled, "Definitely."
They ran down the stone stairs to the beach, with a soccer ball. There was no real plan or pattern, just messing around. Soon, Iantha was calling them in for cheeseburgers, to be eaten on the porch. Laughing, the sisters walked up for dinner, arm in arm. All was forgiven.
"Hey Skye."
"Yeah?"
"You and Jeffery are kind of adorable, and your escapade has given me inspiration for a new Sabrina novel." Jane knew this comment would drive her sister crazy, but said it anyway. Indeed it earned her a loud groan from Skye. Jane laughed; everything was going to be fine.
Authors note. Thank you so much for the positive feedback, all your comments made my day. This was my first publication outside of my circle of friends, and I am eager to write more.