Thicker Than Blood: Part 1
Date: 9/3/2017, Categories: Cheating, Author: mattmoreau, Source: LushStories
They say that blood is thicker than water, and I guess that’s so. Still, water evaporates, and the supply of blood for any one individual is limited. But, the feelings one has for the love of his or her life never evaporates and has no limit, none. I am living testimony to that great truth. My dad, Philby Carter, married Xena Westbrook in 1964. I came along a year later, and joined my brother—a product of mom’s first marriage—Ronald Carter completing the family Carter. Oh, we had relatives, chief among them mom’s sister Aunt Delia. But, our nuclear family was complete with the final addition of me. My brother was nine years older than me and he had my back from day one. Mom used to say that he could change diapers better than she could; I think she was kidding. But, there was no doubt that Ron and I were tight. Oh, and I’m David Carter. I never met Ron’s Dad. Never knew much about him, and, as was the case, neither did Ronald. The story was that he was a big guy and handsome; and, he was a player who abandoned mom and child after a year of more or less worthless fatherhood. Physically, I was a little guy compared to my brother: he turned out to be six-two and a hard body; me, five-six, and slight of build. I guess the two of us most resembled our dads. ****** My earliest memory of Ronald and me goes back to my days in grammar school, fourth grade actually. At the time he was a senior at Central High. He was mister all everything there: football, class vice president, lead ...