Brother and Sister


She slides down the wall and sits on the floor. Sad. Her best friend “walks away from me!” She repeats it. Then again. Brother hears and knowing her sadness is growing, he takes his heart over to sit on the floor next to her. I hear them talking. It is quiet then. I peak around the corner and her head is on his shoulder.

Comfort, peace, joy

silly time

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                                                                              Silliness sneaks in.
 And joins them there.

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