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.

the engine, Brantley’s sudden query pierced the

and Dad never coming

his grip tightening on

in a hushed

They’re not coming back.

with us

chin on his knees, lost

fully comprehend the concept of loss, but he had a vague sense that he had lost his dearest loved

Brantley, Elissa

was

in bed that

been a lapse of judgment, and now she grappled with how to

held onto some

couldn’t shake the thought that her mother’s death

acknowledged the irrationality of her

blame, not the innocent

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