VINCENT

My sister ran her fingers through her hair, refusing to look me in the eye. I turned to look at Zeke and he sighed.

"Why are you silent?" I asked Ava who grimaced.

"I'm tired, right now. We can talk about this some other time," she said as she turned away from me, her shoulders slumped.

"Are you going to keep procrastinating until it ends up becoming a burden?" Zeke asked her and she stiffened. A moment of silence rested on us and she cleared her throat.

"Don't worry. ...