|BROTHERS (standard:romance, 1242 words)|
|Author: BENTLINK||Added: Apr 11 2011||Views/Reads: 1634/960||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|You can count on your older brother when things get tough.|
BROTHERS “Hello, little brother I thought I might find you here. How come you are not at home getting ready for your big day?” “Hey Bert, I just needed a little space to get my head right. I didn't want to get all quite and worry Betty and the kids so I walked over here to look at the river and think a little about things. They all think I am getting a hair cut, funny huh, haircut I mean the hospital will shave my head in the morning and then any hair I try to grow back will fall out from the chemo and radiation. You know Bert I am worried about this operation because I haven't set aside as much as I wanted to for Betty. If anything happens, the knife slips or the lights go out in the middle, well hell you know what I want, right brother?” “No, Dan I'm not sure I do know. Did you say you want me to take care of your family or are you talking about something else?” “Well of course I want you to look after my family but I am also thinking about after the surgery and if I do not come back. I mean if it's still me but not me you know what I'm talking about I can see it on your face. You must promise if I am not right then you will help me out. I need to know Bert; I need to know you will do what needs to be done” “I don't want to talk about this any more little brother? Lets just go back to the house and order a pizza and drink a beer or two before you have to stop eating and drinking for the hospital trip and no more talk about after.” “Hang on just a minute Bert lets just sit on that bench over there and look at the river for a little while. Do you remember when we first moved here from over in the country? Mon and Dad told us how good it was going to be. We were going to have paved streets where we could ride our bikes and the bigger school would have all kinds of different classes so we would get a better education. I remember our bikes got stolen the second day after we got here and we had a fight almost every day after school. Some days we would have two fights, one on the way to school and another on the way home. You know I never did mind those kids calling us hillbillies I sort of felt proud of it after you beat the crap out of the ones doing the calling. You have been the best big brother a guy could have.” “You never talked that way when I stole you catcher's mitt and I know you will never forgiven me for wrecking your old ford truck when I went on that beer run.” “Well yes I sure liked that little yellow truck but I did say you could use it. I guess neither of us needed any more beer that night. We need to be getting back else Betty will be worried and sending our kids down to the barber shop and then all over looking for me. You know its funny but Betty has not had much to say about my cancer or even let on that she is afraid for me. How is it that women can cry so easy sometimes, even over a little thing like burned food or a lost ring and then be closed up and hard as those river turtles when a something like this cancer comes along? “Dan I don't know much about women but I do know everything is going to work out, you are going to come out of this just like you went in but without the cancer. Now let's go let Betty off the worry hook and you can relax with your family.” “You know Bert all those fights we had are sort of like this cancer operation, hard but necessary in order to get home safe. You always made sure I was taken care of and that I got out of harms way. You were always there when it counted, so promise me now that if I am not really myself afterward you will do what needs to be done so that I don't end up being an embarrassment to you or Betty and the rest of our family. Now there is one more thing and then we can go home. This is the very last thing, I promise. Do you remember when I was working over east at a big power plant job on Three Mile Island? “ “Remember hell yes I remember Betty was calling me every day, sometimes both early and late to see if I had heard from you. Click here to read the rest of this story (41 more lines)
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