Awaiting your brother's arrival

You nervously wait for your brother in kitchen. You can't sit in one place so you start to walk in circles. Your parents are looking at you in surprise.

"I didn't know that you miss Jack so much" says your mother.

"What? Of course I did. He's my brother, right?"

"Yes, we are aware of that" your mom answers "but I was under the impression that you are happy that he's leaving."

"What? Not true" your mom gives you a look. Or rather The Look. It always works on you "OK" you admit "maybe I wanted him gone a little, but I didn't see him for such a long time."

Luckily your mother doesn't ask future questions and soon, your brother arrives. First he hugs your mom then shakes your father hand:

"Boy, you really manned up there!" says your dad and he is right. He doesn't look like a nerdy weakling anymore, he got some muscles, you wouldn't call him attractive, but he doesn't look bad. Funny that you didn't realize it while skimming through his Facebook profile.

"Sis" he walks to you and put his arms around you "we'll talk later" he says, but he doesn't let you go. He hold you in his arms a little too long for your taste, but you bare with it.