In which the magician meets with his sister after an absence of eight years.
The coffee maker beeps. Alex pours everyone a cup, though at least gives Jay a small one, and sits back down. I dump cream and sugar into mine and wait.
“I see that hasn’t changed,” Alex says with the hint of a smile.
“Some things don’t. Are we done sparring?”
“Not on your life. You ran away. No note. No explanation. Do you know what you did to mom?”
“Nothing she couldn’t handle.”
Alex’s right hand twitches on her coffee mug. She takes a sip. “I didn’t know you could be so cold, little brother.”
“I can do a lot of things.”
“Most of those seem to involve running away.”
.... and now hitting 23K and taking a break before shifting into Charlie's POV for a few scenes. Whew.