LOVE AND WAR ( A story of peace and blood)

ed and played during their break. Underneath a large tree near the library sat Eve Robertson and her best fri

ed in, her eyes sparkling. "You know, sometim

smiling. "A

hare secrets with. No one to sneak cookies with at midnight or borrow clothes from." She looked a

t up with emo

d always make me laugh even when the day's been tough

I've never had a sister before e

t's official. You're now my

y the way, I wanted to ask you something. Have y

ve heard of it... but I di

what? They're starting a new mentorship program. Top students in the club get picked

hat does sound exciting. Al

hter echoing through th

joy didn

r, humming softly. The clouds above had begun to gather gray and brooding

son residence, two familiar figures stepped int

ered, arms crossed. "If i

ou're going, dressed like that? Did you pic

fading. "Please...

mber how unlucky we were the day Mom and Dad brought you ho

atter how many A's you get or how nice you act. You're not

. "Why are you so cruel? W

ted," Jul

She didn't stop to think. She ran past streets and alleys, into a quiet, abandon

se, the storm w

n the living room, the rain

Robertson asked, gl

s behind us. Probably

y, "She's not a child. Sh

ou mean she's not with you? You le

esponsibility,"

his family! You two have treated her like trash sinc

belong here,"

oat, she rushed into the pouring rain, calling Eve's na

his boots and followed suit, eyes

ld tree in the park, her clothes soaked

lled, runnin

rry... I just needed to think. I

on't need to run to remember them. The

she whispered. "But Mike an

e you. Your presence is not a mistake-it's a gift. You've brough

arrived, her clothes drenched b

pping her arms around th

" Eve whisp

r. "We're sorry. For not shielding you better

arts open, steps slower, and the bond between t

there is shelter-in love,