Francis's Flashback...
It was dark an very cold inside of that tiny apartment. Once again his mother had forgotten to pay the electric bill an was too lazy to fix the furnace. Really when ha he seen his mother? It seems like the only time she ever came out was to visit her male "clients" of get him to make her some food.
As a young child he had to learn to take care of himself, since he had no father and his hooker mother never really bothered to raise him. Everything change though that one day. That one night when her client forgot. That was the night she became pregnant with his brother.
Abortion had been thrown around by her, since of course he was a married man. That seemed to be the only thing she ever I right. She denied to have that, it was murder, she had said to her client. When young Matthew was born Francis had never been so happy.
Now, now he ha someone there to talk to. Even if his younger was unplanned, he was grateful to have him. Thoughts had clouded the Frenchman's mind, would he been a good older brother to this child? What would be the best for his brother? He knew then, he couldn't let Matthew stay in that environment his mother thrived.
His mother gave up the child without question on one of her drinking binges. "Take the brat." He remembered her saying. "He cries too much anyway." From the way he acts now, you would think his past had affected him greatly.
Up till now he had not paid much attention to the young boy, getting so worked up in his cooking career. Francis knew he was acting like his mother, maybe not to that extreme but he was. He needed to change, but the question is... would he?