Are you sitting? He asks. You need to sit. You did what? I ask.
This new woman is tall and beautiful. She is not his shadow, like his ex-wife. They are in love. Baby brother says goodbye to the rabbits, and rents an apartment with the beautiful woman. Baby brother takes off his dark glasses. His ash blond hair grows wavy and long. He pulls it back in a ponytail. He is a god.
Baby brother’s ex-wife was petite and lost and needed a big strong man. Baby brother saved her. She clung to him. They were in love. They married. They bought a house and went into debt. Then he left and took all the debt with him.