Chapter 4I haven’t written in a few days. I apologize for that. I didn’t have the mental faculties to express my thoughts. The last three days have been a whirlwind of contrasting feelings.
I have a cousin named Myles O’Reilly.
Yes, Bump, O’Reilly. As in you and I. As in, our cousin. As in, OH MY GOD, I HAVE A BLOOD RELATIVE THAT IS NOT DEAD.
Sorry about the caps. But that’s how it sounds in my head when I say it.
Do you want to know how I found out? How I found out that I’ve had a cousin, all this time, and that according to my mother, he’s lived in this city for all of his life? Try to wrap your mind around this…While I was a kid, sitting on my bed in that basement bedroom, all by my lonesome, playing GI Joes with my invisible friends, there was a little boy out there, supposedly aro
