After Favoring My Brother, My Mother Cried and Begged Me to Forgive Her

I had a brother called Kody Buckley, who was five years older than me.

He was my mother's precious child, while I was the unwanted and unloved one.

When Kody wanted to buy a house, my mother made me drop out of school and work in a factory.

When Kody was caught driving under the influence and killed someone, my mother wanted me to be the scapegoat.

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On New Year's Eve, there should usually be a joyful family celebration.

Yet my mother couldn't afford to buy a coffin for Kody.