writing letters sideways in time

[flamingsword]

Time gets away from me sometimes, you know? I remember the anniversary and his birthday, but it rarely occurs to me how old he would be. My brother would be 31 right now, if he'd lived. He'd fix his own car, probably be married with kids, have put on a little weight the last few years. I would be an aunt to children I rarely see, because I'm pretty sure (better than 9 chances in 10) that he'd be living a few miles away from Dad in West Virginia. Assuming he actually graduated before getting anyone knocked up, his kids would be 11 and 8, with maybe a younger one, about 3, unexpected. He was never that careful about people once he liked them.

In that alternate reality there is a me writing him a letter, because I was just thinking how time gets away from me sometimes, and I hadn't talked to him lately. We miss you, Larry. Every iteration of me that there is wants to be a good sister. Every me there could ever be will think of you sometimes and miss you.

Love you, bro.