Sibling rivalry - the gift that keeps on giving.
The other day, I went to a family party at my mother’s home. I had a little brag about a story being short-listed in a comp. To tell the truth, I was delighted! I could hardly keep the smile off.
The winner won’t be announced until June, so I need to curb my impatience.
“There were seven short listed in all,” I added.
“So how many entrants?” asked my dear brother. “Eight?”
It doesn’t matter that we’re both in our forties and have kids (three each – what a copy cat!) neither of us will let the opportunity for a snide remark pass by.