Drew said he wanted to visit my brother. I'm shocked to know he wanted to do it. They're not even that close. He just said it out of the blue, yesterday when we were at his room. We were sitting on his bed, surrounded by the half-built Lego set we were working on. The room was filled with the soft afternoon light, casting a golden hue over everything. The words had come out of nowhere, and I remember feeling a jolt of surprise. Drew had always been spontaneous, but this felt different.
"Your brother," he had said, his voice thoughtful. "I want to visit him."
I had stared at him, my mind racing. Drew and my brother had never been particularly close. They knew each other, of course, but they weren’t friends. They moved in different circles, had different interests. I couldn’t understand wh
