9. Dinner

****Alec****

What I said to the girls last night wasn’t a lie, and Rachel had been right on the money. Life in the UK had gotten a bit repetitive and therefore boring.

I went, I saw, I conquered, and did it so many times over the last fifteen years that I’d gotten bored.

The irony of my return is not lost on me. I initially left home and decided to settle elsewhere because I felt there was nothing here for me. My brothers were already out there in the world, doing shit, conquering life in their own way. I couldn’t go anywhere without seeming like I was following my brothers around like a lost puppy. I couldn’t go anywhere or do anything without being harassed by my brothers’ shadows. Everyone only ever saw me as an extension of them, I hated it. So, I decided immediately after college that I’d put as much distance between us as possible, a whole ocean’s worth, and make a name for myself that wouldn’t be tainted with my brothers’ legacies.

But at this point, I’ve built enough. I have