Silent Pain

Silent Pain

Part 2

September12, 2011   6:12 P/M


When I was about eleven years old, my middle brother married.  His wife's parents and younger brother only lived about forty-five minutes from us.  My parents gave each of us four children one acre of land, if we would build a house or put a mobile home on it. In other words, if we would live on that piece of property. So my brother and his new wife (which is Timmy's sister) lived in a mobile home close by.  Her younger brother,Timmy, would come visit during the summertime.  I made an effort to go ask him to ride bikes with me, and he did.  He was fifteen years old.  I thought he was the cutest guy I had ever laid eyes on.  However, at the age of twelve, he only thought of me as a child.  Every time he came to visit his sister, I made a point to show up.  I invited him to ride bikes or just go for a walk.  He obliged. I even had a picture of him tacked onto my headboard on my bed.  I had asked his sister for one.  Little did I know, he would someday be my husband.  Brother and sister married brother and sister, and lived right next door to one another.  Our children and their children would be double cousins.