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 never

remained silent, his grip tightening on the

in a hushed tone, “Yes,

They’re not coming back.

stay with

on his

comprehend the concept of loss, but he

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Brantley, Elissa finally roused

rising was her usual

bed that morning to avoid

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

onto some

her mother’s death was the

acknowledged the irrationality

father bore the blame, not the

imagined Brantley, too, would shun his unfortunate heritage if

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