"He is mad," Penny teased once she'd swallowed the bread. "He's mad about you!" She giggled slightly at her own joke though it was no secret that Penny was a hopeless romantic and that such things had great significance to her. "You should write a story about it. Your life, I mean. It would make a wonderful story, wouldn't it?" Penny smiled at the thought, always having loved her sister's stories, though it had been a while since she'd had the opportunity to hear one. Usually, such things were shared at night before bed, a time when they had seldom been disturbed. After spending the day doing their own things, it had been nice to reconnect in that way, sneaking into each others' rooms and sharing stories.