Isaac had neglected to tell their parents, mainly thanks to his brother's pleas of secrecy. Thinking to himself, he was waiting for the right moment to tell either Zac or their parents without Taylor knowing, but every time he had a chance, Taylor would show up for some reason or other and interrupt.
The two of them hung back as the family entered the church.
"Are you ok or what?" Isaac began, stopping him.
Taylor glanced at him, then began to make his way inside. He was stopped by an old woman by the door, who grabbed hold of his arm. He jumped.
"Ah…" he began, not wanting her angry, but wanting her off him all the same.
She squinted up at him as Isaac made his way over. He saw Taylor shaking again. The old woman lifted a crooked finger to point into his face.
"You've been cursed by the dream doctor."
Taylor gasped, his eyes wide. But that was when Isaac took hold of the woman's arm and made her let go. He smiled at her before pulling his brother away.
"What was that about? Are you ok?"
Taylor glanced back at her, seeing her watching him still. He hurriedly turned back.
"Ah, nothing. I'm fine. Really."
Finally, they made their way into the church. They found the rest of the family and went to sit with them. Zac gave both of them confused glances, but they ignored the look.
Well after the service, and after socializing a little, the family began to make their way back outside. Taylor looked around nervously for the old woman. She'd gone.
Noticing his hesitation, Isaac took hold of his arm and pulled him along. Zac noticed, and stopped both of them in their tracks.
"What is with you two today?" he frowned.
"Just leave us alone Zac," Taylor said softly, pushing past.
Zac grabbed him and pulled him back.
"Does this have something to do with last night?" he asked.
"Last night?" Ike began.
"No," Taylor caught on, "you know I don't have a problem with that."
"What?" Ike asked.
"Then what's going on?" Zac demanded.
Taylor hesitated as Ike looked between them. He crossed his arms.
"What am I not getting here?"
"Nothing," Zac insisted.
Isaac raised an eyebrow. Taylor just stared at the ground as his younger brother glared at him.
"Look, Tay doesn't want to talk about it now. We'll tell you later."
Zac sighed, frustrated, before flinging his arms in the air and walking away. Isaac grabbed Taylor's shoulders.
"What are we gonna tell him?"
"I don't know," Taylor looked away, feeling a lump in his throat.
Isaac hesitated, then took his shoulder and led him down the sidewalk. They soon met up with the old lady, waiting for them at the corner.
"You're cursed," she repeated, frowning at Taylor.
He jumped back, not seeing her at first.
"Leave me alone woman!" he exclaimed as Isaac took hold of him again.
"You know what I'm talking about. It's not what you think. He'll be back for you."
"Mother?" came a middle-aged woman, making her way over.
She looked up at the Hansons.
"Sorry, she's not normally like this. Old age gets the best of her," the woman nodded, before taking the lady's shoulders and leading her away slowly as she continued to cry out 'he'll be back for you!'.
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