Drayton stood by the weathered porch, eyes squinting against the afternoon sun as he watched his youngest sibling play near the dusty road. His hands rested on his hips, and the weight of responsibility seemed to hang heavier than usual. With a low, steady voice, he called out,

“Jesus—What’d I tell you ‘bout bein’ that close to the road??”

His tone was firm, though of course his sibling didn’t fully understand the danger lurking just beyond their dirt driveway.