“Yeah.” Alessia knew he was referring to what had happened the night before.
“And where are York and Ivan?”
“They're in the bedroom,” Karen answered before Alessia could ask. “Lessie, go call them out for breakfast.”
“Alright.”
Even though it was technically her own room, Alessia knocked politely before turning the handle and stepping
inside.
next to
To her surprise, York-usually such a bundle of energy-was quietly s Ivan, clutching a pencil and scratching
something onto a piece of pap was not his strong suit; his page was covered with a few mysterious,
unidentifiable
creatures.
early, art
Ivan, meanwhile, was hunched over a picture book, studying it with the concentration of an art critic, his face
deadly serious. Next to him sat a freshly completed drawing, and if you looked closely, you could spot a faint
flower hidden
in the corner.
As for Rex, he was curled up in the far corner of the room, fast asleep.
“Well, aren’t you two on your best behavior?”
“Alessia!” York's eyes lit up as he bounced to attention-then, as if remembering something, he shot a guilty look
at the bookshelf.
Alessia raised an eyebrow, glancing toward the shelves. York swallowed hard, looking like he was about to
confess, but before he could say a word, Ivan suddenly stood up and slapped his sketchbook on top of another
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“What's going on?” Alessia paused, giving them a skeptical look.
“I'm hungry.”
“Yeah! Hungry! Really hungry!” York blurted, eager to change the subject, while Ivan only shot him a withering
side-eye.
There was no need to dig deeper-kids had their secrets, and it was obvious Ivan
was trying to cover for York. If they didn’t want to talk, Alessia wasn’t about to play detective.
“Alright, tfor breakfast. Ivan, take York to wash his hands.”
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Ivan nodded, and York immediately latched onto his side-only to be brushed off as Ivan edged away with a look
of mild annoyance.
Alessia followed the two boys out, quietly amused by their antics.
At the table, York swung his legs under his chair, eating with gusto. Karen watched him with a smile, moving his
favorite dish closer to his plate.
“If you like it, have smore. Next tyou visit, I'll make it again for you,” Karen promised.
York nodded eagerly, reaching for more-only to have Alessia intercept his fork.
“Thank you, ma'am,” York piped up quickly, catching on in an instant.
“Smart kid,” Brendan remarked, a note of admiration in his voice.
“Yeah, and it looks like Ivan really likes having York around. I think he’s finally made his first real friend, right,
Ivan?” Karen glanced at Ivan, who hesitated for a second before dropping his gaze and digging into his food.
No one was surprised by Ivan’s silence; the family was used to it by now.
“But York, what made you run off like that yesterday?”
Alessia paused, but York didn’t hesitate-he blurted out the whole story in one breath.
“It was that Ileana! She couldn't win
the argument, so she tried to push
bt thefsre dipped and fell herself.
Then she lied and told everyone |
pushed her. Ugh!" He scowled,
making his feelings perfectly clear.
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“York, what did you just say?”
Unfazed by the shift in mood, York swallowed his bite and looked Karen straight in the eye.
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the stairs, but she slipped and fei
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Karen didn’t catch anything after that.
Her fork slipped from her fingers and clattered onto her plate, the room falling into an uncomfortable silence.
“She’s mean! She hits people! Bad!” York's voice rang out, echoing in the stillness.
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