EASTON October 2009—Crestview CityIlya was still a bit grumpy with me, but not as bad as before. He now spoke to me, and occasionally referred to me as his brother in front of the others. However, if I called him brother when we were alone, he would scold me severely. I wasn't sure why he did this, but it didn't bother me. I was more than happy with the little attention he gave me.Today, I was down with a fever, so Mom told me to stay home after the family doctor finished treating me. Mom was worried that my condition might worsen if I went to school. I didn't want to stay home, though, because I didn't want to be alone. Belinda, our housekeeper, was on leave, and the house was going to be boring with just me at home."Please don't go," I pleaded, holding tightly onto Ilya's hand to prevent him from leaving my room. "I have to go to school. You're the one who's sick, not me," he sneered, glaring down at me."You're heartless, brother," I pouted, threading our fingers together. "
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