They're ready to walk Burl to school. I need to do a couple more things before we leave, so I send them to sit on the front stoop. That stoop is small, but in terms of porches-it's all we have so we make it work. I head to the door and I catch them talking. They ask questions back and forth, and Burl takes the lead on explaining important life things to Fern, "That's not a horse, it's just a mailbox." I stay quiet and reach for my phone to record some of it to show John later.
The conversations that they have when they're with each other is one of my absolute favorite things about siblings.