August frowns, his eyebrows drawn together as he stares at me with a worried look passing through his eyes. “Go with her,” he says softly, motioning for me to turn around. “Go make sure he’s okay.” I nod, hiccuping as I hastily wipe the tears away from my face. I quickly move toward him, wrapping my arms around his waist even though he towers over me on his skates. “I love you, big brother.” “I love you too, little sis,” he murmurs, hugging me back before he pushes me away. “Now go.”
