Unspoken communication: silence and subtext

My sister and I haven't spoken about what happened at our mother's birthday dinner. Nobody did. There was the elephant in the room — the argument from the week before — and we all just stepped around it. I wanted to say something, but I held my tongue because I knew it would only make things worse. My sister's face, though, spoke volumes . She didn't say a word, but you could see exactly what she