I have 2 brothers. I have written about one of them before - the one who is engaged. I am closer to my other brother. He has had a pretty rough time over the last few years. I called him on Thursday night, and he and his housemate, who is also one of his best friends, were both more than a little drunk.
I got to have a conversation with his housemate, and was asking him if I could arrange for our youngest sister to come over to my house for a little while, whether he would come to see her there. He hasn't seen her lately, and every time she sees me she asks for brother - she thinks that when she sees me she will see him.
Housemate told me that every day at work, my brother puts a photo of him, me, and our youngest sister up on the work bench, and he thinks that is what gets him through the day.
I got off the phone, and burst into tears. I haven't stopped thinking about it for the last 2 days.
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