After My Brother Cured Me, I Destroyed His Family
My brother, Bruce Bowden, was the pride of our small village.
He had always been a diligent student, earning the top spot in every exam. My parents often said he might become the first person from our village to ever go to college.
Back then, my family was poor, but we all sacrificed, scraping by just to make sure my brother could stay in school.
My brother was always good to me. Whenever our parents managed to save up for special snacks or supplements to "make him smarter," he’d always share them with me.
During the rare times he was home, he’d hold me in his lap and patiently teach me to read.