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I laughed, an uneasy, nervous laugh, one I usually did to unsuccessfully calm my nerves. "What... what do you mean? Of course you're my brother."
 
"I'd be your brother if your dad was my dad." He took a long, deep breath. "It's hard to call ourselves brothers when I don't even know your father. You were his child, his own little boy. The man that lives in our house right now, he's my father. I'm his child, his own little boy, and to you he's nothing more than a stranger your mother married. I'm sure your father never hurt your mother, or abused her, or yelled at her, or went about his way breaking things in his own house. Your father didn't deserve to die in the way he did. He must've been a wonderful man, the way you and your mother —— my mother as well —— described him. If you wanted a brother, it should've been from him, from your own father. Not mine." He sniffled. "The only thing the two of us have in common is that we both have the same mother. That's it. That's all that connects us. I'm sorry —— I'm happier if my father never married your mother, even if it meant that I could not exist. I can't call myself your brother knowing that my father's the reason why your old life is being shattered and smashed to pieces."
 
He buried his face into his hands, and I could hear his muffled sobs through his fingers as he cried. I was taken aback by his words, but something within me was resolute, and I could not let this misunderstanding continue. "No," I said firmly. "No, don't talk about yourself that way. It is not your fault that your parents — my mother and my stepfather — are fighting. I don't care if we do not have the same fathers. I don't care if you're only half my blood. At this point, I don't even care if my father was alive or not, as much as I dare to say that. I don't care what other people say about us. You're my brother, even if you're only half of one. You're being the little brother that I never had, and I'm grateful for that. The only difference between us and brotherhood is four letters and a hyphen. That's nothing; I won't let that stop us."
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