Sydney Sawyer watched his series of bewildering actions, her brow furrowed.
'It's the middle of the night,' she thought. 'Has this kid lost his mind?'
"Chester, are you okay?" She reached out and touched his forehead. No fever. "Are you alright?"
"People think I'm crazy, but they're the ones who just don't get it. You wouldn't understand the joy of shipping."
Sydney sighed in exasperation. "Dad called me tonight. He told me to send you back home!"
"Sis, you're my own flesh and blood! That little old man was so pissed at me last time, he's definitely holding a grudge. If you really send me back, you'll never see your adorable little brother again."
Sydney laughed out loud. "So you don't want to see Dad, but you don't want to see Mrs. Lara either? Besides, the Dragon Boat Festival is coming up. You should go back for a visit."
"My mom is…" Chester trailed off, faltering at the mention of his mother.
"Oh, right. Dad said that sister of yours is coming home for break soon."
