Sheila got up from the floor. "Lisa, it's true. Henry was blown away by the typhoon, and we don't know where he is right now."
Only then did Lisa accept the reality, and she burst into tears.
My mom scolded me, "See? Lisa is so much sadder than you. It's like Henry is her brother. Exactly who's his sister? You or Lisa?"
Sheila echoed, "Indeed. Lisa isn't related to Henry by blood at all, but she's so sad upon hearing what happened to him. Yet you, Henry's sister, didn't cry at all. I don't think you're sad at all. You're so heartless!"
"Henry isn't dead, is he? I'll cry when we know for sure he's dead."
"Stop talking nonsense! Henry won't die!"
When Sheila was about to scold me, Lisa beat her to it.
Lisa's eyes turned red as she glared at me. I was puzzled. When did she get so close to Henry?
Sheila hugged Lisa and said, "How I wish you were Henry's sister. You're so sweet. On the contrary, someone is so ungrateful!"
I rolled my eyes at Sheila. In the next second, my phone rang.
I picked it up. The person on the other end of the line said, "Hi there. This is Star Hospital. Are you a relative of Alan Baxter and Henry Baxter?"
"Yes."