Dear Little Brother,

08Apr08

Growing up Tita C always used to press me,
 
“Ask your parents for a little brother?”
 
I didn’t know I was supposed to ask.  I liked being on my own and having my parents undivided attention.  But sometimes, late at night, when I was hiding from evil porcelain dolls and paper mache clowns, I wished you were [...]

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