From Oranges to ...

That's interesting, Gerald thought. I wonder what made her do that?

"Have a good day kids," his father said, interuppting his chain of thought. He kissed his wife. "See you tonight honey." He walked out of the kitchen, briefcase in hand. The front door opened with its usual screech as Gerald's father began his trip to work.

Gerald finished his cereal and stood up. He took the bowl to the sink, rinsed it out and set it on the counter. As he stepped out of the kitchen, Gerald glanced at his hazel-eyed sister. He approved of the green and blue skirt, the blue blazer, and the white button-down blouse that was her school uniform. His gaze lingered over the swell of her breasts beneath the blazer and blouse.

I wonder what size they are, Gerald thought. He shook his head. Like she would tell me. Or even show me. Gerald laughed at himself. I shouldn't be thinking about my sister that way.

Gerald walked upstairs, still laughing in his head. He still had some packing to do before he left for college.