His reply was immediate.
SAM:Wow. Okay.
SAM:I’ll let you handle it
SAM:I won’t breathe a word to anyone. Just keep me posted on what you decide.
AMELIA:Of course
AMELIA:Thank you
AMELIA:Love you
AMELIA:Let me know the next time you and Scott have time for a movie night
SAM:Will do
SAM:Also, sorry to be a nag, but I got worried when you didn’t reply right away
SAM:Were you careful walking home?
I rolled my eyes.
AMELIA:Are we doing this again?
SAM:Since when is it a crime for me to worry about my sister?
Until a few months ago, Sam had expressed what I’d always thought of as a regular, brotherly amount of concern for my safety. The past few months, though, he’d become bizarrely nervous. Last week he’d even started encouraging me to carry a sharp wooden stick in my purse if I planned to be out at night.
That’s the point where I’d decided he was being ridiculous.
SAM:You don’t know who could be out there, Ame
SAM:There could be murderers, muggers, thieves following you home
SAM:Even, you know
SAM:Vampires
I burst out laughing.
AMELIA:Thieves?
AMELIA:Vampires?????
AMELIA:You’re playing too much Baldur’s Gate 3
SAM:Hey, I’ve been playing it an entirely normal amount
SAM:You should try it once tax season’s over
SAM:But that’s beside the point
SAM:You never know who or what might be out there, is all I’m saying
I chuckled, shaking my head.
At least he was a caring brother.