I love my little brother. I think people who don't know me well probably think I have some sort of a brother complex. Arguably, I probably do, considering I am the typical overprotective older sister who thinks her little brother can do no wrong. Which, as we all know, is true any way. He can't. (Hah! See what I did there?)
I had a terrible day today.
He had a terrible day yesterday.
Yet all it took was a single phone call to make it all better. It's times like these I begin to realize just how far apart we really are. But I am glad that in spite of all that we can still understand one another.
They say that people shouldn't go down without a fight. The Chau siblings? Why, you couldn't get us down even if you tried.