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BROOKS When we left the hospital, Jonah looked at me and said, "What in the hell did you do to my friend Brooks? What happened before you called me and told me to go to her window? Don't say nothing, because your hand is fractured and she is in the hospital with bandages on her wrist and talking about anti-depressants, and before you say it, YES I know what they are." I looked at my 14-year-old brother and said when in the hell did you become so grown? He said, "I kind of had to grow up because I have a dumbass brother like you, who likes to share details on the girls he has slept with and doesn't know how to deal with his mistakes so he comes to me." I said Jonah watch your mouth. He laughed and said, "Why? It was ok for you to curse at my age. Why should I watch what I say? It'