"Why'd you run away for?" he shouted. "You always do," Jimmy shot back. They glared at each other, but when Momma came out, she was so happy Jimmy had come home that for once Daddy stopped. "I'll go around and get all your schoolwork from your teachers, Jimmy," I said quickly. "In the meanwhile you'll be able to help Momma with Fern." "Just what I wanted to be, a baby-sitter," he moaned. "It's your own fault," Daddy said. Jimmy went into a sulk. I was glad when it was time for Daddy and me to go to school. "Jimmy's going to try again, Daddy," I told him after we started off. "He promised me last night after he came home." "Good," Daddy grunted. Then he turned to me and looked at me so strangely. "It's nice of you to care so much about your brother." "Didn't your family care about each other, Daddy?" I asked. "Nothing like you and Jimmy," we said, but I could see from the way his eyes narrowed that he didn't want to talk about it.
