Lee and I were sitting in one of the small parks outside our building on a Tuesday afternoon, when he asked me a question.
“John, is there something going on between you and Wei?”
Where was this coming from? “Why do you ask?”
“Well, he was in a funk the whole weekend, growling at me and everybody else even more than usual. He mentioned your name once or twice, but when I asked him about it, he wouldn’t answer. I noticed he didn’t even say anything to you when he came to visit me last week, and I just wondered what was going on.”
Is it childish to say that I gloated a little? Though I was sorry it seemed to have caused a little discord between the brothers.
“I’m sorry about that. There’s nothing between us but a disagreement on…principles, let’s say.”
I could tell Lee was doing his be
