Yesterday was a good day. Jason was in a really good mood, so we sat talking for a little while. Trying to talk, anyway. It’s a difficult process. Jason is my 39 year old kid brother. I say kid, not because he is younger than me (which he is), but because in many ways he is a child trapped in a man’s body. And I am slowly accepting the realization that someday he will be my responsibility.

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