"he's ignoring my calls, posey" rory closed the cupboard door, a little too harsh with eleanor sleeping on the couch, finally down after josie fussed with her for an hour. rory didn't mind the crying, ellie sounded just like josie had when she was little, there was something comforting in that.
josie's brows raised, a laugh threating to bubble up, but she quashed the feeling down. "rory, come on, wouldn't you ignore your calls too, if you were him?" she loved her siblings, but they didn't always have the healthiest relationship.
"what is that supposed to mean?" rory pried open the container of flour, trying not to be insulted by her baby sister's words.
"i mean, you bankrolling his mistakes—"
"i don't bankroll anything!"
"oh fuck off," josie's voice dropped on the cuss, always afraid eleanor would pick something up when she wasn't paying attention, "aurora calla eden, you have paid for every rehab stint, every hospital stay and surgery! you've been enabling him for years, decades even. clearly he doesn't want your help anymore."
"that's stupid! he should be accepting the damn help, where else is he going to get it from?" rory shuddered to think what new scheme coen could have signed up for. god, she hoped he wasn't getting into sex work.
josie stood from the table, grabbed her sister's hands and forced her attention. "rory, he might be growing up. we all do it at different times. i didn't grow up until i was pregnany with ellie. maybe it's coen's time. i know it's hard, but we can help him by letting him figure it out on his own."