"Callie, do you want to play with me?" Five year-old Mariana Foster asked Callie.

Callie looked at Mariana and shook her head. "I don't really want to," Callie replied, quietly.

Mariana looked at Callie, then she turned to Jesus. "Jesus will you play with me?" Jesus looked away from the television screen and at his sister.

"Why don't you ask Callie?" Mariana's twin sugested.

"I already asked her, dummy," Mariana said, looking at her brother. "She only plays with Jude. Why do you only play dolls with Jude?" Mariana looked at the girl who was sitting quietly with her hands in her lap. Callie shrugged and lookedi at the floor.

"What's wrong with your brother?" Jesus asked, and Callie whipped her head around to look at Jesus. "He's kind of weird. " Jesus wasn't trying to be mean by saying that, but Callie took everything anybody said about brother personally.

Callie stood up and looked at Jesus," What did you say about my brother?" Callie had her hands clenched in fists.

"Woah," Jesus said, "I just said he was kind of freaky. Like is there something wrong with him?"

"No, there's nothing wrong him," Callie spat. 'What's so wrong with him playing dolls? Talk about my brother again and I'll-I'll punch you. Then there will be something wrong with you." Callie raised her fists, like she was about throw a punch. Callie had repeated this speech multiple times to people who have picked on her brother. She never had to actually hit someone, except for one time when after she recited the speech, and a kid shoved her.

"Mama!" Mariana yelled, "Callie's going to hit Jesus!" Callie heard feet come down the stairs and she saw Lena.

"Callie, honey, what're you doing?" Lena asked, and Callie realized that her fists were still raised.

She dropped them and muttered," Sorry." Callie dropped to the floor and put her head in her hands. "Sorry," she repeated, this time with a shaky voice.

"Callie, it's okay," Lena said, walking over to the little girl. "Why were you mad at Jesus?"

"He was making fun of Jude," Callie said, barely above a whisper. "He called him weird and freaky."

Lena looked to the five year-old boy sitting on the couch. "Jesus! Did you say that?"

"Yeah. I'm sorry Mama, I wasn't trying to be mean!" The little boy exclaimed amd then he pointed to Callie. "She was going to hit me!"

"I'm sorry, Lena," Callie said, rubbing the bridge of her nose. "I thought he was being mean to Jude. I wasn't going to actually hit him."

"It's okay, I knew you wouldnt hurt him," Lena said softly. In all honesty, the woman didn't know if Callie would've hit him or not. But she knew that this girl was loyal to her little brother. She would do anything for him. "But it's not okay to threaten him either."

Callie's bottom lip stuck out," Are you going to make me leave?"

"Callie!" Lena exclaimed, surprised at the little girl. "Why would we make you leave?"

"Because the mean lady who brought me here told me that if I was bad, you would make me leave," Callie said. The little girl was very upset, and was actually starting to like this house. "I don't want to leave."

"Oh, Callie," Lena said, kneeling down so she was eye level with the girl, "we don't want you to leave either." Lena smiled at Callie and she simply nodded back.

"Where's Jude?" Callie asked suddenly, looking worried. "Is he okay?"

Lena chuckled lightly and said,"Jude is fine, honey." Lena admired that the girl looked out for her brother. "Jude's still sleeping." Callie nodded, and sat Indian style on the living room floor.

"I'm sorry for being mean to you, Mariana and Jesus," Callie said after she sat down. Lena was surprised that this girl had willingly apologized to the two five year-olds. "I'll play with you now, Mariana," Callie added, giving a small smile to Mariana. "It'll make up for me being mean to you."

Mariana nodded excitedly after the offer and said,"Come on! Let's go play with my Barbie dolls." Mariana grabbed Callie's arm and practically drug her up the stairs.

When they got upstairs, Mariana pulled out her Barbie house and said," Do you actually like dolls? Or do you just play with them because Jude likes dolls." Callie shrugged and waited until Mariana handed her a Barbie doll.

"You know, Callie. You're a good big sister," Mariana commented, while they were playing. Callie just nodded, not realizing that Mariana was talking about a big sister for her. Not just Jude.