The night before my brother was born, I stayed at Grandma’s house., Sleeping in a strange bed was horrible and I was scared of Grandma’s old cat., I was worried about meeting the baby., Most of all, I didn’t want to share my mum and dad., The next day Grandma took me to the hospital., Mum looked tired., Dad was very proud of her — and of Ken, my brother., He was red and wrinkled like a dried plum.

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