I have an older brother. Twenty-two months older to be exact.
And as brothers go, he was always typical. Denny reveled in pestering his younger sister. Not just pestering, but constantly aggravating, teasing and being The Pester Master.
I know that Mom and Dad got very tired of hearing Denny and I constantly arguing, fighting and squabbling over EVERY LITTLE THING!
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