"No. You didn't do anything! Elijah was a mistake. That's final. You and I, we have each other. We'll always have each other." She told me. She sounded so young, her voice only slightly different from mine. I wanted to laugh at the thought, but I couldn't bring myself to.
"Yeah. He was." I agreed, grimly. She stayed silent.
"Do you ever think we should have died with mom and dad?" I asked her softly.
"I can't think like that for two reasons. One, being that my thoughts, don't matter since you're in control, and two being, that I have to stay strong. For you." she said equally soft back and I smiled slightly, only to have it turn into a grimance.
Neither of us said anything, we just listened to the wind around us, the leaves rustling, the scitter scatters of the woodlind anima
