You’re late for our Board meeting. You’re never late. You look like you’ve been dragged around by your coat tails. Couldn’t you have changed before you showed up? Who is she this time?” Geoffrey pulled himself to his full six-foot two inch height, loving how he towered almost a foot over his sister. He ignored the twinges of pain that radiated from several bruises and aches. He’d never suspected that the girl would know how to take care of herself. Not a mistake he’d make again, once he found her. That shouldn’t be hard. He knew who she was hanging out with. “For the record, Dorothy.” He liked that not calling her by her formal name made her stiffen. “I helped out with an accident on my way here. That’s why I’m late. Why I’m a bit dirty. So excuse me for stopping to help my fellow man.” Her eyes opened wide with remorse for her quick words. Her look of dismay was enough to put him on Mount Olympus. “I’m sorry, Geoffrey. There’s just a few things happening here that need straightening out.
