my brother looked me dead in the facennsaid, it's a god damned shamennwhat you became; the animal that you arennthese days.nnnnchristopher,nni'm afraid that i becamennwhat i was meant to bennall alongnnnnmy mother looked me square in the eyennsaid, son you will diennthe way your father died;nndrunk, alone, nobody by your side.nnnni said,nni'm half-way there,nni just ain't dead yet.nnnnnnnnmary, are you as happy as you say you are?