Almost every day I see the teenage brother and sister who live next door to us as they exit their bus after school. I leave the house to get my girls from the elementary school as their bus is dropping them at the corner, so just about every day I see them step off the bus and make the (about) 40 yard walk to their house.
They make this short walk on opposite sides of the street from each other.
A brother and sister, one year apart, maybe two. They get off the bus together. They go to the same door. But they don’t make that walk together.
Every time I see this, it makes me sad.