Other than the whole falling into a grave thing, which I did not enjoy when it happened, though I am enjoying being able to say that I fell into a grave, I had a really nice time with my brothers yesterday, first one and then both.
It’s weird. We grew up so close, not because we necessarily liked each other best, but because we understood each other and our circumstances in ways others didn’t. Then it was weird. And now, I feel the loss that we’re so far apart. I like seeing the Butcher every day. I wish I could see our brother more often.
That’s a nice place to be but it also hurts my heart a little.