They're Gone

Russell

The truth is- As much as I wanted to be , as at my uncle from keeping this big secret from me, I can't. I am accountable for this as well, for I knew something was off. I had to be pretty stupid for me to not realize the similarities in their last name and the fact we did resemble each other.

I wanted to act as if I was ok, but inside I was a mess. Even with my suspicions, I was still hopeful that everything was mere coincidence. How could this be? Andrew, really is my family. I have never heard from them since the day of my parent's funeral. He must have been a teenager at the time, while I had just turned ten years old, but I remember. I remember him and his younger brother, vaguely, but I can still somewhat recall them.

I was still small, but I still remember. The big house, fancy clothes, dad working for Knight's enterprise. He was one of the best, always swamped with highly-stacked files in his office. I can still, though faintly, remember mom's beautiful scent. In my mi