Charlie walked around the car and over to her baby sister’s side, but she didn’t touch Stevie. She didn’t put her arms around her and hug her. That was just a quick way to get her face torn off. “Stevie.” She said her sister’s name flatly, with authority; her voice low. “Stevie,” she repeated. Blinking away tears, Stevie straightened her back and focused on Charlie. “Charlie?” “Hey, bubs.” “Charlie!” Now Stevie was in her arms, hugging her tight, and Charlie hugged her back because she was no longer worried about getting her face ripped off. “You didn’t leave me. You didn’t leave me,” she
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