Emmet:
A few hours ago:
"Where are you headed?" Norman asked me, snapping his fingers to get my attention while he didn't stop walking toward his car.
"I have a meeting with a publisher," I replied, standing next to my car. Norman seemed slightly disturbed but also like he had just taken a shower.
"You took a shower twice?" I remembered he had a different shirt on in the morning.
"The cat spilled water on me," he hissed, and I could only suspect one person doing so that my brother wouldn't immediately kick them out of the house.
Norman could lie to me all day, but I could tell he treated Helanie differently than other people. He showed empathy for her, and that was the first time I'd ever seen him do that.
"Anyway, good luck with the publisher," Norman said, looking very exhausted.
"Is everything okay? Did the cat speak too?" I asked, raising an eyebrow when his eyes traveled to my face.
