My Brother Won’t Sleep in His Bed—He Says the Cow Knows the Truth

He used to be loud and restless, but since we came back from the farm last fall, he only whispers and sleeps in the barn with Daisy the cow.

One night, I overheard him thank Daisy for not telling. When I confronted him, he begged me not to open “the toolbox” or show “the photo.”

I didn’t know what he meant—until this morning.