He is MY brother....

It has been 4 days since mom died.Dad had passed away last year,around the same time.All the rituals were over and I decided it was time to move on.

We were a small but happy and contentedfamily.I went to the only Catholic school in our small town.Dad worked as a sales manager in the antiques' shop in the town.Mom was a housewife.

Then I had got admission in college and I decided to leave home.

I entered my parents bedroom at 12.30 in the night and told them anout my decision.They were glad that I had got admission ,but were sad because I was going to leave them.Next day I left for college.

In college I had met Alex.He was an year senior to me.Within five years of our first meeting,we were married.

That had been 10yrs ago.And it had been 10yrs since I hadlast entered my parents' bedroom.Today I was back in the same place where I had been standing that day.

I had to clean the house before selling it and I decided to start with this room.

I began with the closet.

I had sorted the clothes when I found the diary.It was mom's.The first entry was on the the day before I was born.

She had written everything in her diary,from my first steps to the first time I uttered "mama".I was going through it,when a picture fell out of her diary.

It was that of mom holding ayoung boy of about 5yrs in her arms and helping himcut the cake on the table.Mom had written "Brandon's 5th birthday party-19th March,1983" behind it.

I tried remembering if I had ever known any Brandon,but din't come up with anything.The fact was I hadNEVER known any Brandon ,and to my best knowledge neither did my parents.

Then WHO WAS this BRANDON????