Dear Everybody [antikvár]

Everything in Pieces I never liked my brother much growing up, but I didn't know him well before he died. He moved out of the house when I was still in high school and I never saw him much after that. And it wasn't long after that that our parents separated and then divorced. Our family moved away from each other in different directions and in different ways. I didn't even go to Jonathon's wedding and I never met his wife Sara until his funeral, by which time she was his ex-wife. We grew up as brothers in the same family, but we had different childhoods. I didn't recognize my mother and father when I read Jonathon's letters. Jonathon's version may have been true for him, but I was the favorite and I don't remember it like that. I don't remember any of the things that Jonathon says our father did to him. I never saw those things happen and it never happened to me. I just thought that Jonathon and our father didn't like each other. Being Jonathon's younger brother was never easy for me. Jonathon sometimes behaved strangely and he never had a lot of friends. He didn't do well in school or at home. There was trouble in both places for him. He would get detention and get suspended for fighting and skipping classes. Often, Jonathon and our father would get into their own fights after this. I knew that he stopped going to school for a while, but I didn't know that he saw a therapist or that he had to take medication. I just remember that Jonathon was sad and that I didn't want to be around him or admit to my friends that he was my brother.