Today was only possible because of my brother. My brother who despite everything I had put him though in the last ten years, and the horrible thing I had done to him before I left for New York had never given up on me. My beautiful little brother who had literally saved my life, somehow finding me in that godforsaken hell hole I had put myself in and bringing me back home. Mark was looking at me over Mom's shoulder and I winked at him. Mark smiled back shaking his head.

Dad sensing Mark's awkwardness took my hand and as we walked past them said;

"Come on Denise we'll be...