"What do we do, brother?" Eleanor asked.
Meanwhile, Elvis crossed his hands over each other on his small back, as he paced back and forth, ruminating on his sister's question.
Eleanor's eyes followed his movements and when she couldn't take it anymore cried out. "Can you sit down or be still for a moment. I'm feeling dizzy already from your ceaseless pacing."
"If you are feeling dizzy, just close your eyes. That way you won't see me," Elvis said without sparing Eleanor a glance.
With a scowl on his face, he eventually stopped. "Now I can't remember where I stopped in my thoughts due to your interruption."
Eleanor smirked, "You were thinking about how to approach dad."
"Not that. I was about coming up with a plan," Elvis snapped. Now he has to start the process all over again.
From his smart wristwatch, he saw that they had just five minutes to the end of break. His eyes narrowed slightly as he saw that they didn't have much time again.
