You had been Max's older sibling who left the house many years ago, not wanting to deal with Jos any longer. You knew how he treated your siblings but couldn't do anything about it and feel extremely guilty.

One day, your mom had asked you to look after Max for a while. Just to get everything set straight. You were happy to look after the boy, having him away from Jos. Max stood sheepishly in the doorway staring at you, hardly recognizing you.

"I wanna go home.."