American drama of life

Chapter 18 Big Sister and Little Brother
Restaurant.

"Big sister Phoebe Buffy?"

Monica was a little confused.

"Do you have her contact information?"

Luke smiled and said, "If there is, let her come over quickly. I haven't seen her for almost five years."

"it is good."

Monica didn't care about the title of eldest sister, and quickly took out her mobile phone and called Phoebe.

"If you can, call Ross and his wife too."

Mike answered, "I want to see what this Carol looks like."

As soon as Monica talked to Phoebe on the other end of the phone, there was a high-decibel scream from the phone, which scared Monica to move the phone away from her ear, and then heard the sound of the phone hanging up.

"She'll be here soon."

Monica and Luke said in unison.

"I'll call Ross."

Monica smiled and dialed the number again.

Compared to Phoebe's excitement, Ross was much calmer, as if he would come or not depend on what his wife Carol said.

Luke and they all don't care.

They haven't been in contact for so many years, and Ross didn't even notify Mike of their marriage. Their friendship in high school was probably limited to classmates.

Not for a while.

A tall figure appeared in the restaurant.

"Phoebe!"

Monica stood up and waved.

"Ma'am!"

Luke has gotten up to meet the past.

"Little brother!"

Phoebe screamed, ran over, hugged Luke, jumped and jumped, and kept saying, "Where have you been all these years? I've looked for you, but you're no longer there. , are you okay? Look at what I said, look at how you look now, you must be doing well, it's great..."

"Mike?"

Kate saw that the two would have endless talk over there for a while, so she couldn't help but look at Mike gossip.

"She's the big sister in Luke's mouth."

Mike suddenly said: "I heard Luke say that he was only 12 years old when he escaped from home and was living on the street. He met a kind eldest sister who led him, gave him food, taught him survival skills, and did not let others bully him. , to help him get through the most difficult period at the beginning."

"God, what a loving relationship."

As soon as Kate heard this, she immediately had a different feeling for the awkward title of 'big sister, little brother'.

"I heard Phoebe talk about it too."

Monica replied: "Phoebe came to New York at the age of 14, her mother committed suicide, her stepfather was imprisoned, and she lived on the streets for three years. When she saw her little brother... When her mother died and her biological father disappeared, Luke was abused by her stepfather. , I felt a sense of responsibility in an instant, so I took him to cover him.

Later, her grandmother found her and forcibly took her back.

When she was free and came out to find Luke, he was nowhere to be found.

Up to now, from time to time, 'how is my little brother' popped out of her mouth, which made me have a deep impression of the name Luke Ball. "

"Luke is too hard."

Mike sighed: "If only I had met him earlier, the real situation of three years of wandering on the street is obviously infinitely more difficult than this sentence."

"Everything is fine now."

Kate quickly comforts her emotional boyfriend.

there.

Luke and Phoebe meet again after five years.

Not to mention the cheers of the eldest sister, Phoebe, the memory of Luke's predecessor is also affecting Luke's emotions, and he can't help but respond enthusiastically.

"Remember that big cardboard box?"

Phoebe took Luke's hand and happily reminisced.

"Of course, that was not only my first home on the street, but also my French class."

Luke smiled and said, "Thank you eldest sister for letting me live in."

"Hey, who are we with whom!"

Phoebe hugged Luke: "My twin sister is so annoying. I always wanted a younger brother like you. Besides, it's comfortable to sleep with you on the cold streets."

"Ugh."

Luke had a smile on his face, but some sighs in his heart.

On the streets of New York, in the icy cold night, a 17-year-old girl hugged a 12-year-old boy and slept in a large cardboard box with a steel pipe by her hand. The real coldness of the world is far more staggering than the cold night.

If it was possible, who would want to live like this?
"Phoebe, what are you doing standing here?"

The door of the restaurant was pushed open, and a man with a long face walked in with his wife, and asked Phoebe, who was standing at the door chatting in surprise, "Who is he?"

"Ross, this is my little brother Luke. He is very smart. He must be better at reading than you."

Phoebe proudly introduced: "Luke, this is Monica's brother Ross, and this is Ross's wife Carol."

"Let's go and sit."

Luke smiled and nodded to Ross and Carol, then pulled Phoebe over and greeted the waiter to change to a box.

Inside the box.

Not long after Monica left, she had replaced the chef on her body when she came back. Obviously, the restaurant owner agreed with her, and she went directly from a chef to a guest.

Seven people were seated.

After the greeting, a circle quickly formed in twos and threes.

Mike, Kate, Rose and Carol get together to catch up.

Luke is with Phoebe and Monica.

"You're going to the New York Fire Academy?"

When Phoebe heard Luke mention the status quo, he immediately exclaimed: "Why don't you go to college, you are so smart, Columbia is easy, Harvard is not difficult."

Ross looked over in annoyance, but he didn't smile: "Brother is not so easy to get on."

"I remember you got into Columbia University with a 1250 on the SAT."

Phoebe immediately snapped.

"Who told you? My score is obviously 1450!"

Ross blushed and stared directly at the culprit.

Monica just lowered her head and didn't look at her brother's sad and angry eyes.

"Don't hide it, Monica told me."

Phoebe pierced Ross's disguise for many years, and then looked directly at Luke: "Luke, you should have taken the SAT too, right? How many?"

"SAT scores aren't everything."

Luke smiled and said: "With the comprehensive quality including recommendation letters, and the comprehensive consideration of the degree of professionalism, it is still possible to get a score of 1250 in Columbia paleontology."

"that is!"

As soon as Ross heard it, he immediately liked it.

"Comprehensive quality?"

Phoebe sneered: "It's so nice to say, if someone has a relationship, then the overall quality is high? Isn't it just going through the back door openly, compared to the regular test scores, this is the fairest indicator to measure a person's ability."

"How much did you score on the SAT?"

Ross was almost blown up by Phoebe, but he couldn't refute Phoebe's most straightforward statement, so he could only ask Luke with a blushing face.

In his opinion, 1250 points is not too little.

And he'd heard Phoebe talk about Luke, the little guy on the street.

He really didn't believe that a vagabond could be better than a genius who had been sought after since he was a child!
"Luke scored 1550 on the SAT!"

Mike said proudly.

Ross: "..."

(End of this chapter)