94-The Forced Engagement

Norman: 

"Emmet, just meet her once." My strides were long as I chased after my brother through the open corridor leading to his sanctuary.

He had returned from the academy while I had just come back from the office after enduring a two-hour meeting. Mom had been blowing up my phone, pleading with me to convince Emmet to meet her.

"At least meet Demi and Davon," I said. The moment their names left my lips, my brother stopped and turned to face me. The wind blew his coat and hair, making him look even more intense.

"Why? I don't like kids, and I don't like hanging around them. They're loud and ask too many damn questions," he said, his voice dripping with disdain. Every time their names came up, Emmet's attitude soured.

I couldn't understand why, but he always looked uncomfortable when they were mentioned.