Chapter 700

• Fix a bad date
• I grew up in Greenville, NC... a little town about an hour and a half east of Raleigh. My only sibling was my brother, Justin, who was a year younger than me. While growing up, we were pretty close, although we managed to have occasional disagreements and quarrels, like any two kids, but for the most part we hung together.... especially when we were young. Our bedrooms were on the second floor of our house, and we shared a bathroom at the end of the hall. Our parents’ bedroom was on the ground floor, so they didn’t always hear our sibling spats... which, now that I think of it, was probably by design.
• Some of our quarrels ended up in physical tussles, although we never really hurt each other... just rolled around until both of us ran out of steam. As we got older... especially into our mid-teens and high school... our grappling became much less frequent since, inevitably, Justin became too strong and dominating for it to make any difference.