Late in the day I worked, smiling as sweat dripped off my face, the burning sun setting the horizon with red and orange, as if the land was aflame and I was content
My brother was with his wife in the house and it was enjoyable to see him happy, his wife would cook and I'd do the yard work.
When winter comes around I work around the house and plow the snow off the driveway and sidewalk
It may have been awkward at times having to live with my brother, who was of course married, and living with his wife..but it was all I could afford at the time, and life was easy enough for me.
I worked my stay here and it wasn't bad.
Free meals, access to laundry and a bathroom, my own private room. I was happy enough, while sure I had a job, it wasn't the best paying one, so I have been saving up.
College is one place I want to experience, even if I'm 26 and living in my brothers house.
My brother and I are close and I'm happy to help and be a part of his family and I'm only a thousand or so away from being able to purchase a dorm and tuition so I'm excited
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RandomA bunch of little writes, just me typing out my emotions or thoughts. If any stories are to your liking I can turn them into stories, just leave a comment
