After I Died, My Brother Went Crazy

On the day Ethan got his big break with a job in the city, he did something he'd never done before.

He bought me a massive bag of imported chocolates.

It must have cost him at least fifty dollars.

Before the chocolate could even melt in my mouth, Ethan looked at me with a serious face.

"Only one a day, Lola. By the time you finish them, Serena and I will be back to get you."

Terrified, I spat the chocolate out and grabbed his arm, begging him not to leave me behind.

Ethan frowned, his eyes filled with pain.