As Mark stepped up to me I couldn't help but notice the difference between us. My brother had never looked better. Mark's thick black hair was gelled and brushed back and he was deeply tanned. Mark was clean shaven which he was most of the time these days showing off his smooth flawless features. The shirt he was wearing was an Armani and had probably cost him close to a hundred dollars and I had no doubt that the black slacks he was wearing were just as expensive. When Mark stopped just in front of me he raised his hands in a here I am gesture and I noticed he...