Exactly one year to the day my brother Peter ditched me, I got a package in the mail.
It came to the school, not our house.
The secretary handed me the package with a warning that I was never to use the school as personnel address. I was going to tell her that I hadn't when I saw my name "Andrews" on it , scrawled with Peter's handwriting.
"Lil Bro, Andy, just turn the recorder to play and I'll explain what you are supposed to do with this. Do not share this with Mum and Dad. This is just between you and me.
Your Big Bro, Peter. "
I made sure the rest room was empty and switched on the recorder.
"Hey Andy , I know you're mad at me for splitting without so much as a goodbye, or a note , but opportunity knocked. I'm not sure what .om and Dad told you but while you were at school, we had one of our discussions about my future. As usual , it was one-sided. I would have called and explained, but you know my take on the whole phone thing. Then I was going to write you a letter , but the longer I waited, the longer the letter got into my head.
Now , memorise this address. P.O Box . 1611,New York, New York Zip:10011. This is where you can send the memory stick when you figure out how to use the recorder.
Talk to you soon , Lil Bro." Wow , seriously?