Will

The sun, sky and clouds concurred the other evening, and produced a sunset as I have never seen.

Will and I took the opportunity to take a walk. The more we walked, the greater in depth we talked, and the more I realized my little brother is no fool. What I once thought was little boy with endless energy and questions, is now an intelligent young man, with the capacity to think, feel, and express far greater than I ever thought one his age could.

When I spoke of the world we lived in today, he answered me as one who has examined it, pondered over it, and compared it to other ways of life.

Every insight he had tugged more questions from me, This couldn't be my little brother. He couldn't be this wise so young... could he? When did this happen?


Not to mention the compassion that springs up in his speech when I least expect it. He shoots a magpie, says he thinks it'll be fun. Immediately after shooting it he feels awful; doesn't ever do it again.

The kid has a future, and for the first time in his lifetime, I'm starting to realize just how bright it's gonna be.