Chapter 7 (Older and Wiser)

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By now Ethan,Grace and Lucas were all 14.Here I am a little 12 year old.Where did Luucas and Ethan go anysays.Grace had webt walking trying to find them.I have been in the barn all by myself for the last four hours.So I decided to go feed the animls.When I got to the the horses,I found my mom's horse.I put her old riding saddle onto hkm.His name was Blaze.I got up and mounted onti the saddle.It was weird tk be up so high.I rode Blaze until I saw a flashlight in the field.The only one of us who had a flashlight was Grace.I quickly rode the horse towards the light.When I looked down I saw Ethan and Lucas supporting Graxe.Grace was covered in her own vomit.She probably saw something disturbing.One time,I saw a dead rabbit and puked.It was disgusting.They put her uo ont the horse.I gor off and led the horse back towards the barn.No one said anything about what had happened.

I think it was two months later when things started changibg.Grace has been sick everymorning for the last two months.Her stomach kepr getting bigger though.No one told me what was happening.Lately Grace has been slesping . Ethan in his bunk.I slep on the top loft and Lucas slept on the other loft.One night,I heard grace telling Ethan.These were her words."Ethan?""What?" Responded Ethan."I think I"m pregnant."They sat there for five minutes and Ethan fianally replied with "Everything will be ok,I'm here for you."I guess they didn't notice fhat I was awkwake because aftee that Ethan put his arm around Grace and kissed her goodnight.There they layed.Ethan's arms was still
Around Grace this morning when Lucas and I woke up.Ethan looked sick this morning.He wasn't his usual tan colored self.He used to make things fun.Now he just looked pale and sad.

Me and Lucas said we would take over for all the chores today.Ethan and Grace did not argue with us.So I grabbed Grace's cookbook and headed rowaeds the houe to prepare our dad's breakfast.Lucas picked jo the plo and went to go plow the fields.

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