MAGNOLIA
Death is inevitable; my father had once said to Gunner before he turned his back to us six years ago.
That afternoon was one of the toughest hours I have ever lived, watching my brother exit the house without second thoughts. He didn't even dare to turn back for a second; he just got into an old truck he bought with the money he earned working that summer and drove away. Since then, we didn't hear from him again. Though on occasions, he will call me, and I would watch my phone ring until it cut off because I wasn't allowed to accept his phone calls. Our parents believed he would be a bad influence, and I didn't argue.
I was only twelve years then when I lost my brother, and from how it looked in my eyes and how our parents filed it, I ended up only blaming Gunner for being so
