Kareem enfolded Andy in his arms, pressing him to his chest and holding him close. He wished so hard that Andy could have heard him this time, really heard him, but today wasn't the day. Still, Kareem would not rest until his brother had somehow developed the ability to understand just how precious he was to him. To all of them. Until then, Kareem would just have to love his baby brother the best that he could.
“Come on, buddy,” he said, struggling to remember the ease of the first part of their talk today, struggling to get that grin to return to his face. “Let's eat, okay?”