My Stepbrother My Lover
It was my sophomore year in high school. I was 15 and I looked forward to Josh being home from college for a whole week. Josh was my stepbrother. He was 20 and I had found him annoying when I was younger but over time we had grown close and he had become a real friend. I went to him for advice about boys, life, arguments with friends and with my mom. It was him that cheered me through my first heartbreak, it was him that mercilessly teased me about my hair styles, and him that occasionally...