32: His

LIAM

“Bullshit!” Daniel jumped on his feet, getting to his brother's face. For a second, I feared fists might start flying.

“So now I am to blame,” he whispered with so much pain I wanted to kill someone.

The whole room went silent, each with their thoughts.

From where I stood, Daniel's mother is to blame. She cast this enormous barrier among her son's without even knowing it. Kevin has lived with not only the guilt of her death, but the burden of being hated by his younger brother.

“It's not your fault, Danny. It has never been. As your elder brother, I failed you.” All the anger escaped Daniel. He exhaled, running in his finger through his short hair.

“Is that why you became a priest?” Daniel asked curiously, “you were never a religious person.” Daniel cited the fact that his brother was a reputed surgeon, but bailed their mother's fiasco.

“I figured if I do his work, I might get some long-overdue peace of mind.” Kevin replied, glancing at the sky, helplessly fighting back tear