The Dance

It is my brother's birthday today. Usually, I send him a card and then he sends me a card. My birthday is next week. But, the thing is that he only sends me a card if I send him one first. It is a dance we do.  He gets the advantage, as my birthday is after his. If I don't send him a card, he doesn't send me one.

The thing is, I decided that I didn't really care, so I didn't send him a card this year. I meant to, but I forgot or, at least, his birthday on a Sunday threw me.

I guess that means I won't get a card. Let's see.

Boo hoo.

Shrug. Smirk.

But, I have been thinking about him all day. It is a personality flaw, in me. I guess, I should have called.