My name is Isaac Stintin. Tomorrow's my birthday I'll be fourteen years old. Come September, I'll be a high school student.
I have an older brother, named Ian. He's nineteen. Come September, he'll be a university student.
Everyone loves Ian more than me.
Ian has always been the favourite. Intelligent, responsible, talented Ian. Ian was the straight A student, the star athlete. The perfect gentleman.
Me? I'm getting yelled at to clean my room on a daily basis.
When Ian started high school, everyone made such a big deal about it. They were so proud of Ian, Ian was such a good kid, Ian was this, Ian was that.
All anyone can remember about Isaac is that time he broke Aunt Gertrude's antique china tea set.
Now Ian's graduated, and he's going off to some big-shot university to become a lawyer, and everyone's just so damn proud. No one cares that I'm starting high school. No one remembers it's my birthday tomorrow.
I wish Ian would just disappear.
Outside, the cicadas are whining in th