One, two, three, four, five. “You’re obsessing again,” Vaughan, my oldest brother and resident Confucius, noted dryly. I grunted. Mostly because I didn’t want to admit that he was right. I was obsessing- counting my brothers and sister over and over, as if their numbers would change from one second to the other. Only, the thing was…. they could change. In a heartbeat, another piece of my family could be ripped from me and then what? I couldn’t- wouldn’t- let that happen ever again. And there were just so many of them. How could I keep them all safe? How could I even begin to fathom how to keep them all alive? There were too many that needed my protection; too many important lives that could not fall to the greedy hands that would take them. Nelson, the carefree but responsibly low-key one of the family dropped off a couple bottles of water for Vaughan and me before scooping up Page and walking her into the kitchen where they would start throwing something together for our dinner.
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