Habits are easier to make than they are to break. Especially when they are for someone you love.
It all started with a promise to my dying mother. A promise to keep my family together and take care of them. Then came finding my brother getting his you know what kicked in high school, all because he owed someone money. More than a decade later and I was wondering, how would this end? Would I eventually pay the ultimate price to settle his debts?
I might have been a sucker for helping my brother, but that didn't mean I was a pushover. So when his bookie tried to con more money out of me... well, let's just say, I put my talents to good use. I always was more comfortable in the virtual world than the physical.
