Sorry, you must be a member of this group to do that.
Brian told me he doesn’t want to see family anymore anyway. “Why not?” I asked, and he shot me a look. “I’m not a side show,” he said. I don’t press him. I can’t forget these last few months either, all the times they didn’t come over to the house or avoided us in public. I’m furious at all of them. It’s not like when my mother was sick, when women from the church came every day. Nobody was scared of catching it. Nobody blamed her.
