This morning walking to work I thought I saw Elliot's brother across the street. I wanted it to be him. I wanted to walk right up to him and stand too close and breathe my coffee and cigarettes in his face and say Aren't you Elliot's brother? Aren't you the very rich one that hassled Max for the meager amount that you loaned to Elliot? Aren't you the one that spent five minutes telling me how shit Elliot was when I phoned you because I thought Elliot was going to die? Aren't you the one that listed every bad thing Elliot has ever done while I was trying to explain that Elliot was missing with a litre of vodka and a packet of valium? Aren't you the one that walks around with a shark's egg where your heart should be? Sux to be you Christopher.
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