he said, swinging his legs onto the floor.“Mamm,” Ella hollered. This was beyond her jurisdiction. “Eli wants to come to the table.”“Hush,” he whispered, trying to stand, but she held her ground. He was stubborn, and so could she be.“You’re not coming out yet,” Mamm said from the kitchen. When she arrived, she gently pushed him back onto the bed.“I think you’d best listen to Mamm,” Ella said.He knew she was referring to more than just breakfast, and he rolled his eyes at her. Then he gave up his protest and accepted the tray of food. What a strange sight he made, her big brother in bed and so helpless.They were in the middle of breakfast when a buggy turned into the driveway. Daett stood up, his eggs and toast uneaten, and went to greet whoever had arrived. An uneasy silence settled on the rest and stayed until his return. Ella knew by his face that the news wasn’t good.“David’s girlfriend passed away last night…on the operating table…at Tri-County.”“The second one.
