Eleven
Emma
“Hey, Em … I know you’re busy, but I’d like to take you out for dinner, if you have time. Nothing fancy…”
I looked up from my homework to see my brother standing next to our small dining room table, his hands clasped in front of him and a nervous expression on his face.
“I’d love that,” I assured him, hating how unsure of himself he was. “But, can we afford it right now? I could make us something. I think we have the stuff to make lasagna.”
Benny chewed on his lower lip and shook his head.
“Johnny gave me some cash for the work I’ve been doing,” he began, then held up his hands and gave me a small grin. “Don’t worry, I’m saving most of it, but I want to do something nice for you. After all, without you being there for me the last few months, I’d likely be dead.”
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