Forsythia Brown nodded and said, "Yes, he is your brother, Fred Andrews."
He really was his brother!
Peter Andrews became excited, called out "Brother" and then hugged Fred Andrews in a child-like grievance, puffing his lips and saying, "Bro, why did it take you so long to come?"
Fred Andrews was not a man who easily showed his emotions. Had this been before, he would have kicked this younger brother away without a second thought. But now, after seven years and with his brother having lost his memory, he felt a touch of sorrow, patting Peter's back, his voice slightly choked up, "I'm sorry, Peter, I did wrong. I lost you for so many years."
"Bro, how did you lose me?"
"It was an accident."
"Bro, will you lose me again?"
"No."
"Bro, why did I get lost?"
"I am looking into it."
