My Friends Who Have Children

The house itself is one hundred and twenty years old. Entire families. Grandma is buried in the back yard. You shared a bedroom with your brother. You shared a bed with your brother. You worshipped your brother. He was cruel and he hated you. It could not be undone. The bike is in the garage collecting dust.














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