Sure it couldn't be anyone else I settled back down and closed my eyes.Ī few minutes later I heard what sounded like someone trying to sneak up on me. I head the back door open and I sat up, "Mom?" I asked, though maybe not loud enough for her to hear. Maybe I'll even go with a cute new skirt. I would need to go get a new outfit to go to Jeremy's graduation.
I eventually shut off the tv and started to dose there on the couch. I flipped through the channels as I tried to decide what to do with my Saturday. I was still in just a night shirt that fit loosely and stopped just above the him of my blue panties.
I checked my phone and didn't have a message from Kyle, so I started in on a bowl of cereal and sat down on the couch in the living room. I would be sure to talk to mom about going and seeing him a few weeks. I hope to see you there, and I hope you are doing well little bug. I sent mom all the info for the graduation. I hope you and mom are planning of coming to my graduation, after that I'll be going right into my job training for another few weeks. Still, starting at the bottom, there is a long way to the top. I received a waiver for early promotion because I have done so well. I'm sorry I haven't written, basic training hasn't been easy, but I'm doing well. I tore open the envelope and started to read. One morning I woke up, about 7 weeks since Jeremy has left and found that I had a letter waiting for me on the kitchen counter, it was from Jeremy! He hadn't written the whole time he was away. I thought maybe I had found someone that fit my expectations. He waited 3 weeks before he asked to kiss me, and never tried to advance. Kyle was sweet, he would take me to movies and spend time with me at the mall. Before long we were dating, and I had nearly forgotten the absence of my brother. I started hanging out with friends and started to spend lots of time with a guy my age named Kyle, he was nice and hung on my every word. But as it stood, there was nothing that could be done.Ī few weeks had gone by since Jeremy had left and I found myself looking for companionship. He would be able to call for 9 weeks, and I knew I would need his support long before then.
It was a sad day when he left for basic training for the Army. On several accounts he put dumb guys in their place if they treated me badly. Even as we got older, he would always ask me how my day was, if I needed help with homework, or if there was anything the matter. He was always kind to me, and was always there when I needed him. My Brother has always been my hero, but until I was 17, I never knew how much he meant to me.Įver since I was a little girl I believed that my older brother was a most perfect person I could ever know.