They sat together as the credits rolled on the forgotten movie. Outside, a car pulled into the driveway—headlights sweeping across the dark room. Their mother was home. And for the first time, the two of them weren’t pretending.
She should have gone to bed. Instead, she knelt beside him, listening. The house was a hollow drum. Her phone buzzed—a message from her mother, stuck at a late shift: “Make sure Hollie’s okay. He had a fight with his dad again.” -FamilyStrokes- Elsa Jean- Hollie Mack - Sleepi...
He laughed. Not cruel—relieved.