“Kayla,” my baby brother Gab said, the second I walked into the room. His small arms were wide open as he ran into my chest.
I only laughed then opened my arms to hug him back, “Hi munchkin and it’s Lani,” I said, stroking the top of his head. It had been months since I had seen him. After I reached a certain age my parents kept Gab away from me with the excuse that he was studying hard at school.
Gab looked up at me, with a puzzled look on his face and said, "You don't remember me?" his voice full of sadness and concern. In the few months that we had been separated, he had grown a lot in both height and facial features. Although he still had the face of a little boy, he looked a lot more mature and he now stood at the middle of my chest.
“I remember everything. It’s just that since I
