Dr. Brandes,
Enclosed is an additional section of my brother’s life story, which he must have torn out of one of his notebooks during an overnight visit to our house prior to moving in for good. I’m not sure why he removed it. Ellen found it crumpled on the floor of his closet while straightening up. As with the other sections, we’ve done our best to bring some order to the chaos that is my brother’s writing in the hope that it will hold some therapeutic value for any future therapist who happens to work with him.
More importantly, my brother remains unaware that you sent the notebooks to me after you stopped seeing him and that Ellen and I have edited them. As requested in my previous letter and subsequent telephone message, I really would appreciate your guidance with respect to inform
