“I can’t believe it. I mean, you and Angel,” I whisper, completely shocked.“Yeah, well, it was a shock to me, too. But obviously, it’s not serious. I mean, I just owed him because of the whole beer in his face incident,” she mumbles.I start to giggle. I can’t help it. It turns into a fit of full belly laughter, and I snort. I slap my hand over my mouth.“Oh my God, Anna! Are you snorting at me?”Giselle shakes her head, but I can tell she wants to laugh, too.“Oh, Sisi, you should see your face,” I say between laughing and sucking in gulps of air.I make us a pot of herbal tea, place some cookies on a plate for us to share, and we talk about Sammy. It’s still difficult to think of my little brother as dead, but I know it will get easier with time. At least, I hope it will.“How are you holding up?” Giselle asks.“It’s hard, you know. Sammy was a lot, but he was still my brother,” I say tearfully.She hands me a napkin and moves her chair closer so she can wrap her arm around
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