My Brother Told Me to Stay Away, So I Quietly Withdrew My Guarantee

ten years old and Garrett was thirteen, and somewhere in the space between hearing those words and the world rearranging itself around them, my brother reached over and took my hand without being asked.

That was the system. Not elaborate. Not spoken. Just: I will reach for you before you have to reach for me.

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