“Any well-f****d human being has used those two little words together.”
“How do you change subjects so quickly?”
I laugh, dizzy from my brother's mood swings.
“Am I wrong? You'll find out. You can even tell me afterward. I don't mind.”
“As if.”
“Would you rather spend the night talking about how our life was, is, and will always be a giant pile of s**t? I don't know about you, but I'm avoiding obvious truths today, because my little sister seems happy and we're focusing on that.”
“Do you plan to tell me someday how bad it is?”
I ask about his sexuality and how he lives with it in our world.
“Maybe. When we don't have this many vultures circling.”
He picks up a dessert loaded with an obscene amount of chocolate and hands it to me.
“Try this one.”
“Incredible advice, sister.”
“Wh
