What I learned today was that sharing isn’t always fun. Wyatt gave me his head cold. Essentially, green stuff comes out of my nose and I have to sneeze every so often. I know it wasn’t his fault or his intention and I still love him, but next time, when I sneeze and it gets all over him, it’s not because I’m not coordinated enough to catch the germs on my arm.
It’s because we are brothers, and that is what we do.
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