In the business van, Hubert, Boris, Noomi, and Ethan sat in first-ss seats, watching a cartoon on TV.


    Phoebe and Evelyn sat in staggered rows, watching the kids to prevent them from falling off their seats in case the driver had to brake suddenly.


    "Is Ruby''s cold serious?" Phoebe asked Evelyn, who was sitting in the front row. Evelyn was wearing a floral dress today, had her hair braided, and was wearing sunsses. Evelyn was taking selfies with her phone. "I just went upstairs to check. She has a slight fever, but it shouldn''t be a big deal."


    "That''s good."@@novelbin@@


    Phoebe always felt that something was off with Ruby, but she couldn''t pinpoint what it was.


    Noomi stood up and squeezed between Phoebe and the seat, her chubby little hands grabbing Phoebe''s hair that was hanging over her shoulder. "Mom, let me braid your hair." Noomi was holding a smallb meant for her doll, patientlybing Phoebe''s hair, being very gentle to avoid pulling it.


    Phoebe held Noomi protectively with both hands.


    Hubert, sitting next to them, looked at Noomi, then at the TV, and then back at Noomi.


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