IT was Gaddiel’s idea, which meant it didn't come as a subtle suggestion they had agreed on. He announced it at breakfast on a Saturday, three weeks after the hospital.
“We should go somewhere,” he spoke up immediately. “All of us. Like a trip?"
Amelia looked up from her food and stared at her son. “Where did you have in mind?”
“The nature park.” He said it like it was obvious. “With the birds and the walking trails and the place where we had the picnic that one time.”
“The one where you dropped your sandwich and blamed Gabriel?” Amelia asked with a small smile tugging at her lips.
“I didn’t blame him,” Gaddiel said. “I just said he was nearby.”
“I was in the car,” Gabriel corrected his twin.
“You were near... by the car.” Gaddiel didn’t even pause.
Amelia looked between them, her
