19/31 - x365 Willy Billy McN.

When you were born, i was five. I told mom to send you back because you were NOT the little sister i ordered. Because the other 2 bros already had bunkbeds, and i had the room to myself, your little crib came to room with me. Mom tells me that after a few weeks, i came to her and told her NOT to send you back, because i had grown to like you. You and i were close, and when you began speaking you had a language that was half baby - half english, and everyone looked to me to translate. You had a love for stories from a very early age, and i remember when i was 15 and you were 10, i read "A Wrinkle In Time" to you. When i was university - you asked me to read a short story you had written for your grade 10 english class. It was so good. It was terrifying. it gave me nightmares. Now, you are wandering. i know this talent lays hidden in you - i hope you find a way to use it. I hope you find your path soon. or at least a path to start you off. I'm glad i moved back - it's been nice to get to know you as an adult.