It’s difficult, at eleven, to understand the rationale of adults. Why the lies? Who are they protecting?
I know now that my “cousin” is actually my brother. This makes sense. Not just a brother, but my oldest sister’s twin! I cannot imagine the pain that separation has caused them.
I’m so excited to have brothers! I want to shout it to the rooftops, but Mom insists we tell no one, so I keep quiet.
My other brother, the one I haven’t met yet, is only five years older than me. Laurie (that’s Joanne’s twin) says he is uncertain about coming around. He says Reggie is quiet, and doesn’t understand why Mom let them go.
I don’t understand either. Isn’t family meant to be together? Then again, if Mom and her first husband didn’t divorce, I wouldn’t be around? Or would I?
The questions are mounting.
Tomorrow, we meet Reggie!
(At eleven, I discovered that my mother had actually given birth to six children, not just my sisters and I. This is our story. It begins here. To read more about my “cousin” read this entry. Image mine.)