My littlest brother is awesome. Beyond awesome. We rode into town this afternoon after school to visit the pet shop so he could buy a few more lizards for his new lizard set-up. Usually one of us rides the electric bike there and the other rides back and he wanted to ride in today so he could hold his lizards on the back on the way home.
After we went to the pet store it was my turn to ride and I wanted to double back and go to a shop to buy a Kitkat before coming back home. I jumped on the front and we went off. As I came around a corner, a girl on a pushbike pulled out in front of me and I had no time, or space, to swerve. I braked as hard and fast as I could, but I still ran into her. Right into her leg.
There was nothing I could have done to prevent the accident, and I had to move off straight away as we were in the middle of the road. She was fine, didn’t even come off her bike. But as I drove off I was shaking and I called back to Max and told him I was about to cry and asked if there was anything I could have done to avoid hitting the girl. He assured me there wasn’t and when we got to the shop for Kitkats he told me to pull over on the side of the road instead of doing a u-turn myself. He then took the bike and crossed the road for us. And when I asked him to ride home he accepted easily as long as I held the lizards properly.
On the way home, Max told me how silly the girl was and assured me again that it was not my fault and there was nothing I could have done to prevent it. He also warned me when we were about to go over bumps as my bum was sore from my adventures during the day with dad on the motorbike tour.
When I was retelling the story to Jack, then Mum and finally dad, Max was with me, explaining to them as we’ll what happened on the road. He was just so supportive and sweet that I got over the shock and horror pretty quickly.
My littles brother is now twelve-and-a-half and growing taller, and sweeter each time I see him. Sure, he still fights with his brother, and sure he can still annoy the heck out of me when he wants to, but he has still got the kindest heart and has reminded me over the last few days of how much love he has for me in that kind heart if his. I am so blessed that he’s my brother.