them they’d need to contact my brother.
I didn’t call Alex to warn him. I didn’t ask for his input or give him a chance to talk me out of it. I’d given him a full year of chances, and he’d repaid me by grabbing a microphone and shrinking me down to a joke in front of everyone who mattered.
The next morning at 8:12, my phone lit up with Alex’s name. I continue reading …
