“Good. No one should ever be mean,” I said.
“That’s not how the world works.”
Ah, so Dad’s sage advice wasn’t saved only for me. “That’s true.” I took my brother’s hand. “But today’s your day, so everyone should be nice to you today.”
“And you should be nice to Mathias.”
“You look good.”
“I know.” My brother fidgeted suddenly.
“Are you excited?”
“I think we’re all set,” Mama said, coming down the stairs. “Time to go.”
“I changed my mind.” Devon threw himself into Cal, who wrapped his arms around him. “I don’t want to.”
Cal looked to my dad. My father loosened his tie. “I guess we’re staying home.”
“You want to go up to your room, buddy?” Devon nodded against Cal’s chest. “Good deal.” They headed for the stairs.
“They’ve gotten tight.”
“Very,” Mama said, a bit weary.
“We’re not going to argue with him?” I asked. “Push a little? It might be better for him in the long run if we—”