Chapter 979 Fuck Me Crazy Soldier Brother:>Ep28

• Just around the time Charlie was preparing to pass-out as a cadet and go to his regiment as a fully fledged officer and cannon-fodder, grist for the British Army's relentless mill in that pointless killing-zone, to Lucy's unabated horror and monumental anger, I received a short note from my pervert little brother.
• He was asking me if I wanted to attend his graduation ceremony at Kings College, Cambridge, adding a footnote that I if I didn't want to come he'd understand. Cambridge? The little snot got into Cambridge? Maybe he had some brains; looking the way he did, he was going to need them if he ever managed to land a girl, although I couldn't imagine any woman in her right mind wanting a spotty specimen like him. I think it would be true to say I was still a little angry over my belief that he'd been perving on me, but conversely, I was proud of him for doing so well, and also a little guilty for cutting him out of my life so completely for almost seven years now.
• To be honest, I was also feeling a little sorry for him; we had no other family, so he'd be alone at his graduation. There'd be no-one to take the mantel-piece picture of him in his Graduation robe, no one to stand next to him as he posed in his robe, and no-one to attend the family reception with. I'd had Lucy, and most of our old crew from school, but Gerry had always been a lonely kid, so I wasn't even sure he'd have any friends to be there for him.