I was really young, swinging on the little swing tied to the branch of the tree in our backyard, the day my older brother went to jail.
Too young to understand, and sheltered by my mother so I didn’t really know much on which to base any understanding.
I got pieces of the story from kids both cruel and curious, until one day about nine years old I asked m…
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