you’ve never been the middle child. oldest always. so this feeling is new.
the tugging and head-turning, whipped from left to right with seconds to recover. stuck like sand sinking.
open both ears and close your mouth. add water to the sand and stand firm in the clay. wait, still, and it will harden in the sun. the sinkhole will become a foundation for them to lean on, and the tugging will subside. they can’t move a fortress.