“Why can’t it just be like this? All of us together. Like a family.” It’s the perfect answer, and fucked up though it may be, it’s what I want, too. No rules, and no one left out. I look down at her and smile and kiss her forehead again, and then I look past her to my sleeping brother. He always sleeps so deeply, nothing haunts him at night. I feel a rush of love for him. She’s right. We are a family.
