Ella
At Dinner that night, I finally get the chance to check in on my sister. “How are you doing?” I ask, giving her a one-armed squeeze.
“I’m okay.” She says, and I’m surprised to see she’s telling the truth. “How did the rest of the visit go?”
“It was good.” I reveal, not really ready to change the subject. I feel eyes on us, and look up to find Roger watching our exchange. What’s more, I realize Cora is staring right back at him, rather than looking at me. Suddenly I understand why she isn’t more upset – I don’t know what Roger did or said to her after we left, but he clearly worked his magic. “I think we made some progress. More importantly, we finally received a response from one of the human governments we reached out to last week – saying they were open to a meeting – so it seem
