"You smell terrible," I finally say after my nose has been pressed against his shoulder for almost five minutes. I'm not going to let him go. I refuse to let him go. I've spent the flight back from Montreal with my head literally in the clouds, lost in so many memories that I thought my head would burst.
I don't know if Nathan's laughing or crying. His shoulders are shaking, however, and I can't do anything but hold onto him even more tightly.
I don't know how long we end up back in the apartment. It stinks in here too. I need to open the window, but I can't get away from Nathan. He's a mess. The months apart have not been kind to him. He's been drinking himself drunk each night. Ordering pizza and leaving the boxes scattered across the floor. He's broken my things, left trash everywhere--
I'm laughing agai, this time pushing away from my brother. "You need a shower, Nathan, I mean it." And I need to clean up this mess. "Come with me, I'll help you."
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Date: 2009-11-02 11:57 pm (UTC)I don't know if Nathan's laughing or crying. His shoulders are shaking, however, and I can't do anything but hold onto him even more tightly.
I don't know how long we end up back in the apartment. It stinks in here too. I need to open the window, but I can't get away from Nathan. He's a mess. The months apart have not been kind to him. He's been drinking himself drunk each night. Ordering pizza and leaving the boxes scattered across the floor. He's broken my things, left trash everywhere--
I'm laughing agai, this time pushing away from my brother. "You need a shower, Nathan, I mean it." And I need to clean up this mess. "Come with me, I'll help you."