3650 words Literary Fiction
A man is haunted by the 35-year institutionalization of his older brother.
In the hodgepodge that passes for my life, there has been one constant: my love for my older brother, Barton. Through my marriage and divorce, through the death of my father and my mother's hasty remarriage, through my numerous "career" changes, through the dissatisfaction and restlessness and loneliness that paint my life, there has been Barton. There's no doubt in my boozed-up mind that I would have let go a long time ago, and not minded my drowning one bit, if it wasn't for Barton. I stay in this city, live alone in a small apartment, because I couldn't bear to be far from my brother.