Riding on my brother's lap with my parents in the car.
Enjoy..
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My mother and father could not be more different than each other: She was short and chubby while he was tall and well built. He was a control freak, and she usually allowed him to make decisions, unless he crossed the line. How they connected escaped me.
My name is Mary, and I have an older brother, Paul, who is 2 years older than me. I adore him: Now, at 21 years old, he is 6'1", 188 pounds of pure muscle due to long time on the wrestling team. He always was a good student and helped me on multiple occasions when I had no clue what the teacher was talking about. As you can guess, I wasn't the brightest in my class, and my scores were about average.
Unlike my brother, who showed his prowess on the wrestling mat but
