However, recalling Elissa’s distress from the previous night, he compelled himself to consume the eggs.

Raphael ruffled his hair affectionately.

“I’ll drop you off at school,” he promised.

Brantley nodded eagerly in agreement.

He dutifully drank most of the milk.

Before departing, he called out to Elissa’s closed bedroom door, “Elissa, I’m off to school.”

There was no response from Elissa’s room.

Raphael escorted Brantley downstairs, explaining, “Your sister’s still asleep.”

But Brantley sensed Elissa’s wakefulness; she simply chose not to engage with him.

Dejected, he climbed into the car.

Raphael ignited the engine, Brantley’s sudden query pierced the

Dad never coming

grip

a hushed tone, “Yes,

They’re not coming back.

stay with us

on his

loss, but he had a vague sense that he had lost his

left with Brantley, Elissa

was

bed that

lapse of judgment, and now she grappled with how to

onto some

her mother’s death was

the irrationality

father bore the blame, not the innocent child of

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