Pain slammed into the organ in my chest as I stared at them, reminding me it would always be there. The memories would never be lost. The flashbacks would always come, and the nightmares always returned. My eyes looked back and forth between the two boys, noting the determination in the older one and the rebellion in the younger one. Two brothers. Two brothers with an unbreakable bond… That was kicker, though, because that bond could be broken. It would take a lot to break it, but it could break. In fact, that bond could be destroyed in an instant.
Ouch.
