My Last Christmas

“I laugh Daddy got you a toaster!” My phone lights up at 6am with Zachary’s name flashing across my screen. Its 6.30am, one 20-year-old brother and 24-year-old me lying in our beds with just plasterboard separating us I can hear him chuckle at my reply, “Well I hope you get another go cart”. Its December […]

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