It was a particularly cold night after that heated argument with their mother. Wednesday carefully tugged Mason under a blanket while they’re inside the moving cab, already a few kilometers away from home. She tilted her head to look at Avery who’s occupied in making Logan sleep in her arms.
“Are you tired? You can rest for a bit, I’ll do that.” she offered.
Her sister shook her head and continued rocking the toddler back and forth. “You think we made the right decision?” she asked.
“I don’t know,” Wednesday admitted and shifted her gaze outside the car window. Her chest started to get stuffy again upon being reminded of their mother's words. “All I know is I can’t let the twins grow up miserably like us.”
“Wendy,” Avery called her name in a low cracked voice. Whe
