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.

As Raphael ignited the engine, Brantley’s sudden query pierced the silence.

and Dad

remained silent, his grip tightening on the

in a hushed tone, “Yes, you’re

They’re not coming back.

with us

on his knees,

the concept of loss, but he had a vague

..

Library

had left with Brantley,

was

she lingered in bed that morning to avoid

of judgment, and now she grappled with

onto some resentment

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

acknowledged the irrationality

not the innocent child

Brantley, too, would shun his

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