Time to Fly
Chris keeps telling me I don't need to move out.
He says he doesn't want me to go and I should definitely stay and all that, but I know better. Leaving would be in his best interest. I don't know what would be in my best interest. I have no idea what's best for me.
I do know what's best for my brother: a happy relationship with the neighbour lady and her kid. That's the best life for Chris, and I know that's what he really wants. He feels obligated to take care of me, but he shouldn't.
I'm an adult.
It's time to fly.
I called my mother, thinking maybe I could stay with her for a while. Not forever. Just until I find a job in the city. I called and called and called, and finally she answered. Before I even got to ask, she said she couldn't talk for long because of
