The Love of a Sister

That next week was one of the hardest of my life. Everywhere I looked, I saw Marcus. In the treehouse. In the grocery store in the chip aisle. Even looking at Sunny was hard. Why did Marcus have to die? Why couldn't the doctors have helped him? I spent a lot of time outside, thinking,…

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The Love of a Sister

Marcus didn’t look as bad as I thought. Sure, he was hooked up to several beeping machines, but he still looked like my fun-loving older brother. How I wished that I could do something, anything, to help him. I sat down in the chair next to his bed. “Hey, Marcus,” I said, doing my best…

The Love of a Sister

Very soon, Mom pulled up in the driveway. Amy gave me a big hug. “I’ll be praying for you all, Lindy. It’ll be okay.” I nodded, wiping away tears. “Thanks, Amy. I’ll talk to you later.” I ran out to the car, sliding in the front seat. “Well? What’s wrong? What happened, Mom?” Mom sighed…