“Liam, you don’t have legs anymore, but it’s
okay! It won’t affect your future. It’s just
amputation! At least you didn’t die.” I twisted
the knife and laid out his new reality.
Grandma, who had been hoping to break the news gently, glared. “Harper! How can you
say that? Don’t upset your brother!”
Liam went white. His face was a mask of
pain, regret, shock, disbelief.
I ignored Grandma, and lifted my skirt to show Mom. “I scraped my leg, Mom.”
Mom put down her tablet and grabbed me.
く
“Why didn’t you say anything? You can’t get
scars! We’re going to the dermatologist!”
I smiled at Liam. “Rest up, Liam! I’m leaving
now!”
The smile dropped as soon as we left the
room.
