Life at the Top

Henry lay on the bed angrily and indignantly while bemoaning. He was Anna’s brother, and as her brother, he brought Jasper back only to be treated no more like a driver who said sister proceeded to get rid of once Jasper arrived.

Then he heard knockings on his door. Excited, Henry wondered if his sister had finally found her conscience and came to apologize as well as invite him to join their conversation.

‘Hmph!

‘Now do you remember what I’ve done for you?

‘Now, you’re sorry?’

He would stand his ground and make sure his sister knew that it would not be so easy to beg him for his forgiveness.

With that, Henry opened the door, his arrogance slightly slipping into his supposedly stoic facade.

“Are you here to apologize—”

“Where’s the Lafite you brought over from Harbor City?” Anna fiercely cut Henry off and forced the other to swallow his words.

Henry’s eyes widened as he asked warily, “What do you want? I saved that Lafite for myself!”

me,” Anna

expression darkened. Had she no

“You wish!”

he would fight to the death

me to watch over you before we left. Or should I call Dad and tell him that you’re

“That’s a lie and we both know

think Dad’s going to trust me or you?”

such an important job and

“Screw you!”

“You don’t even

likes red wine.” Anna carried the Lafite in her arms and turned to

you’re doing it for him? Jesus Christ, at least invite me too! That’s an ‘82 Lafite! I

the room indignantly and

to the room, waving the bottle of red wine before Jasper’s eyes as if

to Henry for him

bottle opener, and he felt his heart cry