"Have a good day. I love you." I said to my sister.
"Love you too. Bye!" She smiled. "See you at home."
I looked down at my brother. "Let's go get a book to read. "
He smiled and nodded. We went into town and checked out a book from the nearest library. It was ridiculous, how fast businesses opened back up. Jeremiah chose a book and shortly we returned home.
As soon as we got home he started reading that book. I remember being his age and hating books. But I had tv and video games. With that thought I begun to think about my parents. We are alive because they always thought ahead. During the blackout none of us were ever starving. Our family stocked up on non perishable foods, like pasta, canned food. I feel like I should have done more to show them that I was thankful.
"Erin are you ok?"
"Because you're crying."
I didn't even realize I was crying. I put my arms around my brother and hugged him.
"I'm fine. I'm just thinking." I kissed his forehead.
Just then the doorbell rang. I got up and wiped the tears from my eyes. I opened the door and saw an annoyance.
"What do you want?"
"I was told to bring this to you."
I took the box and opened the top. First water, now food? I gave him back the box.
"We don't need it. Thanks though. "
He looked as annoyed with me as much as I was annoyed with him.
"Look, just take it. I can't go back if you don't take this."
I took the box and gave it to Miah.
"Put this on the counter please. Thanks." I closed the door and peeked through the window. Who is he? What's with the water and food? Where can't he go back to?
"Miah, we are going somewhere, but you cannot talk alright?"
He nodded. We went out the door and watched as the stranger walked away. I took my brothers hand and kept distance between us and the boy.