Valerie s Family Her Loving Nephew
I can tell you the exact moment my life changed for the better. It was when the shower door opened. My mom had died a few months earlier. I was 17, so I wasn't a kid anymore, but I wasn't so old that I could take it in stride. Or maybe you're never old enough to take things like that in stride; I don't know. Anyway, I still felt pretty torn up about it, but I tried not to show it too much, because I figured it was harder on the kids -- my brothers, Willie and Mark, four years younger. And...