One shot maybe more.
January 3 1992
My name is Russ Brennan, my parents have been gone for 3 weeks now, no one knows where they are, I have an idea. I can't say anything because it will endanger everyone. I am only 19, but I feel older after the last three weeks, I am scared a little over what has been going on, but I can't show it because of my sister Tempe. Tempe is the reason I am doing what I am, I love her so much I have to let her go. I don't know what I am going to say or how, but I have to do it I am after all the adult, who misses his parents more than he should right now. I let out a breath and knock on her door, I'm not really expecting her to answer; she's still mad at me for finding all the Christmas presents and putting them under the tree without Mom and Dad there.
"Tempe, can I come in?"
"It's open." hey, I got a two word sentence, we're improving.
I go in Tempe is at her desk doing something, AP something or other extra credit homework that nerds like her enjoy ruining a vacation with.
"Tempe, we need to talk."
"Have you heard from Mom and Dad?"
"No that's what we need to talk about."
Tempe turns her chair to face me.
"I got a job."
"That's great."
"I start the 6th the job's in Colorado. "
You're making me move to Colorado?"
"No."
"Will Mom and Dad be back by then?"
"I don't think they're coming back Temp."
"Yes they are."
"No they're mot. I'm putting you in foster care, I can't take of you, I can't help you do your homework I'm doing this because I love you."
"GET OUT."
I do as she asks it's the least I can do. The truth is I could take care of Tempe and I would, but this job is illegal I don't want Tempe to be hurt, like I told her I'm doing his because I love her. I make dinner Tempe doesn't join me not that I expected her to. Before I went to bed I make Tempe a sandwich and take it to her room, it's dark I see her outline laying on the bed, not sleeping. I put the sandwich on her desk, "there's a sandwich on your desk if you're hungry."
I was met with silence.