He can’t be but a few years older than me, but he’s like a grownup, a real grownup who dresses the part, acts the part, is the part. Unlike me, who rents a room from my younger sister, chases after outlandish and unpredictable dreams like writing, and has a real fear that someone will discover I still have no clue how taxes work. I’m just a kid playing in an adult’s body. Will,
