Mona (10) and her brother (6) in one of the few pictures of their childhood in which he is smiling, kind of…
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“Oi, you’re on speaker phone, just so you know.”
“Yeah, you too.”
“How come?”
“My elbows hurt from holding the phone, fam.”
“Haha! Same.”
My brother just turned 53 and I am 57.
I was so excited when he was born, I’d rush home from preschool and stare in marvel at this live and kicking baby who was more fun than any toy I had.
When he was putting sounds into words, we quickly learned each other’s language and I became his interpreter.
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