The Case of the Broken Hearts - Epilogue

Sheryl sat on the edge of her bed, with her head in her hands, thinking about the day’s events.

Mike walked in and leaned on the doorway, “I heard that you and Watson were arguing at the precinct today.”

“Yeah.”

Mike stood there for a few more moments, looking at his sister with concern. Then, he decided to leave her alone with her thoughts, “Alright, if you need me, I’ll be watching the game.”

Mike turned to leave, but Sheryl stopped him, asking, “Was I that bad, Mike?”

Mike hesitated, but in the end, he said, “Sometimes.”

“Oh.”

“Look, kid, don’t beat yourself up too much about it. Neither of you were perfect.”

Sheryl contemplated that for a few moments before saying, “Thanks, Mike.”

Mike headed downstairs.

Sheryl sighed in frustration, trying to put her thoughts together. Frustrated, she grabbed a piece of candy from her desk and angrily ate it.

The End

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