As time goes by, the seasons change, and another year slips away in the blink of an eye, almost without warning.
Ayana Kingston was now 13 years old physically, but a year older as an older woman mentally at heart.
''~Sis!''
The familiar sound of her little brother's voice pulled her attention away from her laptop. She looked up to see an adorable toddler waddling toward her in his onesie, his wide eyes sparkling with joy.
"Yes, Jay?" she replied, her gaze softening as it always did when she looked at him. She couldn't help but smile at the sight of his tiny, determined steps.
Yes.
Her little brother, the adorable Jason, could now walk on his own without any assistance.
"What do you want Sister to do for you, baby?" Ayana asked gently when her little brother paused by her side.
