Four Days Shy I woke up pretty early. It was hard to sleep, especially after watching Isaac puke like that last night. Mommy and Dad said they had to take Isaac to the hospital. They didn't really tell me why, but I knew it was because he was sick. Mommy called Grammy an asked her to watch me and Danielle. She slept on Mommy and Dad's bed. I thought that was funny. I looked at my Hello Kitty alarm clock. It said 5:25. I wanted to go back to sleep, but I saw the light on in the living room. I crawled out of bed to see what was going on. I walked into the living room and saw Grammy talking to Dad. Dad's truck was on outside. Grammy and Dad looked at me. They looked sad. "What's wrong?" I asked. Dad got on his knees and hugged me. He was crying hard on my shoulder. "Your brother's sick," he said, still crying in my ear. "He has cancer." I just stood there. I didn't hug Dad back. I didn't think Dad could cry. And for some reason, I wanted to laugh. I didn't, though. I knew that was mean. I was sad for Isaac, even though we didn't like each other. He played video games with me, so I guess he was okay. I was pretty sure cancer could hurt him really badly. It wasn't fair, either. It was four days until his birthday. Grammy said we needed to pray for Isaac. I hope he'll be okay.