Haisley pulled up to the curb of the house. Elliot was fed and calmer, having enjoyed the early evening with his sister but wasn’t excited to return home.
Haisley put the car in park and looked over at Elliot. He was looking down at his hands in his lap. “Alright, E,” she said. “We can’t sit here all night.”
“Hais, do you know what I am most thankful for?” he said quietly.
“No, what?” she asked.
“You,” he told her. “You are the best sister, and you work so hard to take care of us. I don’t think you get enough credit.”
Haisley felt something warm in her chest. “Thanks, E,” she whispered. He looked up at her with a smile before leaning over to hug her tightly.
“Send him away again so things can go back to normal,” he whispered in her ear. Haisley didn’t answer his request; she simp
