Wonderings: Mean Lady

“Crying sister? Do you have a sister who’s crying?” She asked. The little boy shook his head. Aira and I looked at each other, we didn’t understand what this kid was trying to tell us. 

“The crying sister next to our apartment. She cries a lot especially when the mean looking lady comes.” He said. I suddenly understood what he meant. He must be talking about Amelia, she must be the one crying and the mean looking lady he’s referring to must be Natalia. I looked at Aira and I could see that she was finally putting the pieces together. 

“Can you tell me where the crying sister is?” I asked the kid. He nodded and led us to the room at the very end of the hallway. The boy pointed to the room next to the one where Amelia was and he told us that that’s where he lived. His bed was on the side of the wall connected to this other room that’s why he could hea