Authors note. Not sure where this came from or where it is going … it has not been beta'd but I would gladly accept anyone offer to beta this … I am thinking there will be a few more chapters, but I wanted to get this out fin time for David Krumholtz birthday. Dedicated to him from my daughter who believes she is his best fan. I was informed I was too old to be his best fan so I get Don…Look out Rob here I come. "
This is your Life, Charlie Epps
"Charlie wasn't even a twinkle in my father's eye until after my seventh birthday. I admit it wasn't happy about the concept of giving up my "only child' status, but then I don't ever remember my parents being happier than the day they came home to tell me I would have a brother or sister."
"Its true, children do and say the darnedest things; I remember the first word out of my mouth after their exciting announcement was… 'WHY?' It didn't go over well that I deemed there blessing as some kind of punishment. Not that it mattered but for the rest of the months while they awaited the coming of there second child, I did what ever it took to make sure everyone in the house knew I was first. "
"Things only got worse, the night he was suppose to be born mom was screaming in pain dad was running up and down the stairs looking for keys. Aunt Clair yanked me out of bed and practically threw me out of the house to the neighbors, who seemed almost as happy about mom having a baby as the rest of my family was. I don't know about the rest of the world but in mine was in chaos. What I saw reminded me a lot of the movie 'Alien'… just before the creature pops out of the body. "
"A day and half later I was told I had a baby brother Charles Edward Epps. Three days later they came home and I got to go back to my own room. I had gotten a cold while over at the Gottliebs house so I wasn't allowed to see the baby. For a week I figured it was all just a joke. All I ever saw was a mass of curly black hair wrapped in a blue blanket. At one point I was fairly sure that it was only Aunt Claire's poodle wrapped in swaddling, because it never cried only whimpered occasionally. Then one day I walked in on mom while she was changing one of Charlie's diapers. There he was, he wasn't a poodle but a real live baby and he smiled and cooed at me and even reached for my fingers. He was so tiny and he had the biggest brightest eyes you had ever seen. And for that moment I had forgotten that I didn't want a baby in the house. In that moment I was a big brother, and I liked it."
