What Made Us, Us

As a child, your parents are there to love and protect you, and if they are gone for some reason then someone else is given as a guardian to see you grow. For this reason seven year old Sterling couldn't figure out why his parents gave him and his sister such a blank stare while they struggled in the arms of the burly men trying to pull them out the doors. Silver was scratching, biting, and kicking at anything she could and Sterling was pretty sure this guy wouldn't be a father any time soon. Meanwhile he tried squirming and wriggling, expanding and relaxing his body to loosen the man's hold, but it didn't work. A third person set a briefcase on their table, the same table they ate breakfast at together every morning now soiled by the memory of what was in that case. Money. Sterling had no idea how much, but he did understand that they had been sold.