Present
Ellison
“Are you okay, sweetheart?” I watched as Brandon asked the same question for the hundredth time of Hope.
We were sitting in the bedroom, the door was locked from the inside so no other kid would go out. Adrian was supervising the men to clean up the living room while Brandon was unable to do anything except hold Alice in his arms who was clutching him like if she loosened her grip then he’d disappear, it might have something to do with his red nose and bleeding and swollen lower lip. Sebastian sat on his left side, not saying a word, silent and broody. While Hope sat on his right side with his arm around her shoulders, silent tears rolled down her cheeks as she pressed her face in his shoulder. Jace and Sophie were both sitting behind him, as if they both just needed a
