It seems as though I am never going to hear of my brother or family again. \
I may as well get used to the idea of never knowing why they just left him in that moment he needed us. In the meantime I seem to have adopted a wonderful “son” and who knows where life may lead.

These people I travel with seem to be okay with ..theirselves? They smell to high Heaven and I feel unclean every time i breathe the same as air.

Sigh…my patience is wearing thin.