Today my brother came visiting. That was almost a miracle in itself since we have not gotten along very well throughout the years. He lives about 45 minutes away, but it might as well be a thousand miles. He gave me some help that I needed, then we talked a bit before he went home. He must have some kind of ulterior motive.

It must sound like I don't trust him very much, but I've been hurt by too many people in the past, to just think that he came here purely out of the goodness of his heart.