Chapter 45: And now… he’s rebuilt it. Quietly, piece by piece.
The doorbell echoed through the warm, cozy evening light of the Keller home.
Miles had just stood up from the couch when—"I’ll open it, big brooo!" Hope squealed with excitement, dashing ahead with a burst of energy.
She reached the door, barely able to stretch enough to unlock it. As she pulled it open, her eyes widened.
There stood June.
She wore a soft beige overcoat over a pastel peach blouse tucked neatly into a high-waisted skirt, modest yet elegant. Her heels clicked gently against the steps as she leaned down, a gentle, confident smile on her face. A simple chain adorned her neck, and her straight hair was pinned on one side, framing her face gracefully.
Hope blinked, clearly caught off guard. "Umm... Welcome, sister... I’m Hope," she said, tilting her head curiously, her pigtails bouncing.
From behind, Asher peeked out, holding onto the edge of the door, blinking with his big round eyes. "Who are you...?" he asked with childlike honesty.
June chuckled warmly and knelt down in front of them. "I’m June," she said gently, patting both their heads. "And you two are the cutest people I’ve met all day."
Then she reached into her bag and pulled out two small, wrapped boxes. "These are for you. I heard there are two special twins living here."
Hope gasped as she took the box, shaking it lightly. "Ooooh! It rattles! Big brooo! She brought treasure!"
Asher sniffed his box carefully. "Is it food? Please say it’s food."