His tone was strangely quiet.
"Of course I did. Come and sit here, Billy." She wiggled herself into a more comfortable position on the arm of the chair. "And tell your onliest sister how much you love her."
He went and sat beside her in the chair. He put his arm about her waist.
"You're a dear child, Gina."
"I know it!" She snuggled close to him. "And I've had the most divine time, Billy. Wood Mills is a glorious place. There wasn't an awful lot to do; but whatever we did was great fun."
"You'd have a good time anywhere, little sister."
"Would I?"
Her eyes wavered about the room a bit hungrily.
Something in her voice pulled his eyes up to her face.
"Gina, what is it?"