<Continuing of the flashback>
She took a deep breath of fresh air. And so did I. I pushed her a bit further. And she spoke:
"Brother, when will mommy visit me?"
"I don't know, she's usually very busy."
"Or is she? Maybe she doesn't love me anymore" she replied in a cold voice looking down. I felt dark aura all around her.
"Don't say that, we all love you"
"Brother, don't you want me to die? I'm such big of a trouble, ain't I?"
"No, of course not. I love you" I kneeled down next to her and hugged her.
We stayed quiet for a few minutes. Wind was warm and slightly tickling. Sun was warming my back and her face and we just stood there, enjoying the summer.
"Brother..."
"Yes?"
"Let's go back"
I nodded and we went back into hospital.
After that she didn't say anything about mother again.
<End of flashback>
YOU ARE READING
She's gone now.
Short StoryBrother loves his sister. Sister loves her brother. That's how it's supposed to be. They stay till the very end. They can't forget each other. At least that's how it's supposed to be. But what happens when they split appart?
