I nod again, "I'm sorry." I said again, glancing away. Yep, I've become my brother. Stupid Charlie. I ran a hand through my hair, cursing at myself mentally.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
You are going to love some of your characters because they are you, or some facet of you, and you are going to hate some characters for the same reason. — Anne Lamott