But I looked at Josie and felt something inside me shift.
Then our caseworker, Rebecca, asked if Daniel and I could speak privately.
There was something we needed to understand.
I know you’re not supposed to say things like that.
Josie had an older brother.
Jace was sixteen.
« They’re a sibling group, » Rebecca explained. « They need to be placed together. »
Daniel glanced at me.
I asked, « Where is he? »
« Down the hall. »