Chapter 13

"That's what he said..." Malia said, her voice trailing off. Andrew took a deep breath and tried to control his reactions.

"I'm sorry that I used that tone of voice," Andrew said with an apologetic smile. "That wasn't my intention."

Malia nodded, "Yeah, of course." She drank the last of the wine in her glass. "I understand."

"I just can't think of a good reason why he would lie about our parents like that."

Malia stared at him, her thoughts running. She had suspected for a while that something was wrong between the brothers, but she couldn't exactly place it. 

"Maybe he has his reasons?" Malia said. "I wouldn't know, really."

"I do hope he has a good enough reason to make such a hideous lie," Andrew said. He looked at her, and then the glass in her hand. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," She replied. "I'm not drunk or anything, I'll get these washed." She washed the wine glasses and put them away. She noticed Andrew still had a pensive look on his face,