Michael walked towards Evans room with a a box.

He knocked on the door gently and waited for his younger brother to answer.

"What do you want."

Michael sighed, "remember what I said about how you have to talk to me."

Evan made his hands into fists.
"My apologies brother, what are you doing here for?"

"Much better. Besides that I'm here to take you on a walk with our littlest sister, and the new child."

The boy closed his door then opened it a second later with some shoes and a appropriate outfit, which was just some basket ball shirts and a jacket that belonged to Michael when he was younger.

'This is not Michael. . .He's not this kind to me. . .'

Evan stepped out and got Elizabeth from his parents room.

The four had a nice walk around the community.