“I’ll tell her,” Melanie said, squeezing their father’s arm before leaving. She gave Olivia a small nod, which made her feel even guiltier. Olivia closed the door behind her and sat next to her father’s bed.
“Are you sure about this, Dad? Elizabeth isn’t really the . . . adventurous type.”
He grinned and held Olivia’s hand.
“She’s gone camping before hasn’t she?”
“Glamping, Dad. There’s a big difference.”
“She’ll do well. Your sister has it in her to succeed in this task. I see that in her. In all of you.”
“I hope you’re right,” Olivia said, as her father drifted off to sleep again. She could only hope that Elizabeth survived this journey because even though she had her flaws, Olivia loved her sister deeply.
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