Welcome

Married life was bliss. I got to hang out with the woman I loved every day, and, even better: I never had to see my unhinged baby brother Mason again.

What we did together was wrong. I could see that, now that I’d had some time away from him to really think about it. Even if I’d liked it at the time. Even if I’d told him I was his, all his.

I don’t think Mason is just going to accept it, though. At my wedding, he told me as much. “I’m gonna get you for that,” he said.