Brotherly Support

Winter Hart

“Uncle seems mad,” Hannah said as I returned to the kitchen. Sydney was typing away on her phone.

“He is stressed over his game tonight,” I brushed it off.

My brother has always been protective but judgmental about my life choices. He put me on this pedestal where I have different rules to follow. He can be a man w***e but no man I bring home is good enough. And when I realize that, he rubs my mistakes in my face.

By the time the game had started, Hannah had already fallen asleep. Sydney had only stayed until Troy got here, and I wasn’t in the mood for company. I put Hannah to bed in her room and then went to mine.

I didn’t feel like watching the game. After the day I had, I was ready to crawl into bed. I was sleeping alone tonight since Snowy likes to sleep……