Tru Angel

"She is a Storyteller?" I waited for his answer.

"A beautiful, sweet, Storyteller. I'm telling you Angel, I'm going to marry her." Tru grinned.

I laughed. "Have you confessed your undying love in the hour you met her?"

"I thought I would wait until after our first or second date." Tru grinned.

I shook my head and smiled. "I am happy for you Tru."

My brother stepped closer. "The only thing that would make this better is if you met someone. Any chance of that?" Tru tilted his head.

"Does running someone over on the stairwell count?" I laughed like it was a joke.

"It depends, was he a Storyteller?" Tru's eyes turned calculating.

"Tru, I was joking." I rolled my eyes.