. of us. Maybe I've been a fool all these years not to have told you how I really feel." I don't understa..." he began.Oh, big brother, I couldn't tel...l you. You were so much older, girls flocked around you, your career."Tell me what, sis?" That I love you Martin. I've loved you for as long as I can remember."He was stunned, silent as she continued."Oh sure, at first it was little sister in awe of her older handsome brother, but as time went on, what I felt for you went far deeper than. ” That shocked me. I mean, it shocked me. “But as long as you like girls too, there isn’t any problem.” I thought that statement was a bit strange, but in an evening full of strangeness, what the hell did I know. He stood, came to me and gave me another big hug, telling me again that he loved me, then said that maybe I should go finish my homework and get ready for bed. It was early, but I wasn’t going to make any waves. But before we left, he went into one of the filing-cabinets and. It always seemed to reflect the mood I was currently in and magnify my own emotion tenfold. Whenever I was happy, the setting sun seemed to colour the whole world in a jubilant hue. Whenever I was sad, dusk seemed to be the end of everything that was joyful and pure in the whole world.Today, I couldn’t help but feel that the whole seemed to have been painted in a bloody tinge, as I looked out of the window of my room towards the setting sun. Like always, the setting sun seemed to be. Hello?" I asked, rubbing my eyes."Roger? Is that you?" Ah, yeah. Who's calling?" It sounded like Annie, but I didn't want to make a mistake."It's Annie Wilkinson, Sir. From... um... work." Hello, Annie," I said, smiling and getting comfortable. "This is a nice surprise." Can you talk, Sir? I'm sorry for calling so early." Yes, I can talk. And it's not really that early, Annie. I'm just still half asleep, that's all." Yes, Sir. Sorry again, Sir." Relax, Annie, it's fine. I'm glad you called. I.