“One day I overheard Olmo ask him, “Why don’t you talk, Prince Aleksey?” The cop tore a piece of paper from his journal, scribbled something, and handed my brother the note. Olmo grinned and regarded Aleksey with admiring eyes. “Cool!” Olmo showed me the note later. Only four words: I don’t want to.”

“One day I overheard Olmo ask him, “Why don’t you talk, Prince Aleksey?” The cop tore a piece of paper from his journal, scribbled something, and handed my brother the note. Olmo grinned and regarded Aleksey with admiring eyes. “Cool!” Olmo showed me the note later. Only four words: I don’t want to.”

— Mya Robarts