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

and Dad never

remained silent, his grip tightening on the steering

a hushed tone,

They’re not coming back.

with

chin on

didn’t fully comprehend the concept of loss, but he had a vague sense

had left with Brantley,

was

that

lapse of judgment, and now she grappled with how to

onto some

the thought that her mother’s death was the

the irrationality

father bore the blame, not the innocent child

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