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It all started with a crash. The ridged wood panel of the Sanchez’s shed shattered, sending splinters of serrated wood shards all over. Felix stood in the midst of the commotion a rusted metal spade in one hand. Freya cowered still in the shed, arms shielding her head. “It’s okay, you can come out now,” Felix stated, his voice soft with a gentle comforting tone. “I can?” Freya asked, Felix nodded. She crawled through the gap in the shed wall. “You know we can’t stay here,” Freya commented, “It’s property destruction.” Feli`x buried his face in his hands. “Where do we go now?” He asked. Freya thought Felix knew, he was one who smashed their foster parents shed mere seconds ago. The other three foster kids and Luis and Sofia rushed out of the house, Sofia adjusting her black bonnet, and Luis rubbing his eyes. “What is this mess?” Luis demanded furiously, Sofia yet needn’t no explanation, she pursed her lips tight as she screeched, “Get out, Get out!” Quinn looked at Felix with empathetic eyes, and Ashton ran up to Freya hugging her legs, Freya patted his head. “Where are we going?” Felix asked again. “I don't decide,” Luis barked, “Go to bed children, you’ll be horribly rested for school and get detention.” All of the kids were enrolled in St. Louis’s. A public school with more than 300 kids and rude teachers. “And you two will be disenrolled in St. Louis.” Sofia snapped as she herded the kids all into the back door, leaving Freya and Felix to stand in the cold night. Freya squeezed Felix’s hand. “Do you know the way to the Child services center?” Felix asked Freya as they sat under the towering draw bridge of MacLloyd Freeway. A cobblestone path weaved under the stalks of thick steel, bolts lined the rim holding it in place. Stalls were shoved in between the planks of steel. It was called Galeden centre. “No- I mean yes, but I don’t want to go back.” Freya said aggravatedly. “Then what can we do about it?” Felix queried while trying to sidle a Deep fried watermelon from Melon Mania. He gave it to Freya, while saying; “You should have something to eat.” It was five in the morning and all of the night shift workers were weary and sapped. “We need sleep, there is a park down the road near the bay, there are probably some blankets that people have forgotten.” Freya stated. The two walked down the cobblestone path. The soft hum of the city; citizens arousing. Just then as the sun split the horizon sending rays of glaring sunlight blinding Freya and Felix for a heartbeat. It hit her, what would she do if Felix wasn’t here. He grounded her with his soothing gaze and gentle touch. Freya gazed momentarily at him, he looked as if he was oblivious to her currently, focusing mainly on the lofty aspens of Porte Salbe, Calgary. Felix was staring off into the distance, presumably daydreaming. His eyes welled with meager pools of tears. He was looking off into the distance trying to blink them away and blink away the fright having his twin watching him. He always had the pressure of the bigger person. The one that Freya could count on and trust, he had spent his entire life trying to shape himself into someone that Freya could go too, no matter what situation. Maybe he bit off more than he could chew. He careened haphazardly off the cobblestone path, Freya hastily darted over and knelt by his side. “Oh no, oh no, oh no!” She said rather alarmed. He was sprawled on the turf, the grass caressing his cheek. Freya scooped him up, supporting his head as they plodded onto the park. The green vast fields were littered with gravel paths and trees. Freya followed a path down past a row of blue portables with two three person hand washing stations. A garden with plentiful flowers and plants were to the far left of them. Finally she paused at a children’s playground and splashpad. She set him down on a wooden bench with a metal plaque reading; “Dedicated to the loving memory of Pier Dimitriadis-” Freya recognized the name, but it was dangling mysteriously in the back of her head covered in dust and cobwebs. She looked back at the plaque and realized there was another line beneath.