I’m Still Your Brother
It was not a toy anymore, really.
It had become a vessel, the way certain objects do for children, the one portable constant in a life of moving boxes, and the fact that she had it still, that she had carried it through every placement and into her forever home and up to this very moment, told the whole story before anyone said a word.
Silas stopped breathing.
I saw it happen.
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