Laying on the bed with my eyes open. I thought of what to do about my stepbrother. I can’t just let him keep controlling my life, worst, I have no idea what the college statutes would be all about. What if we issued the date, we didn’t have our original passport; I don’t know if Luciano’s own is even real. As clearly as I remembered, the cloth he wore that day is the same as the ones he wore on his passport.

How on earth did they even let him pass? This isn’t the 80’s for ...