Jico 💔

We're siblings, I'll be 22 in a month, so I've been responsible for you since Mom died two years ago.

You're practically a baby, personality-wise, of course. Because he's 7 years old and already in the 2nd grade of elementary school.

We live in a big house because I have a good job, consequently you study at the best school in the region, but I'm not very sure if you'll still be there after this afternoon.

You study in the morning, so when I get home from work in the afternoon, I'll drive straight from my house and pick you up from school so we can go back together.

I parked my car on the street by the school and got out to wait for you to come out. And you arrived, but you didn't say anything.

He didn't even say good morning, nothing. The silence was deafening.

You didn't even look me in the eyes, you were looking down, you opened the car door and sat in the back seat.