My boyfriend, Antonio Kaufman, and his ex–girlfriend, Gina Yoder, sent my blind brother out for condoms.
He was hit by a truck and killed.
His last moments were spent worrying about Antonio’s anger at his delay.
When I called Antonio, still weeping, he was gleeful.
“Did your brother bail? I bet Gina 330 thousand dollars he wouldn’t. He can’t make me lose.”
The words were a physical blow.
After burying my brother, I vowed revenge.
Antonio and Gina skipped the funeral, Antonio didn’t even call.
We were strangers.
Overwhelmed by grief, I’d ignored my phone until I saw Gina’s Facebook post:
“The love of my life,” accompanied by a picture of her and Antonio kissing in our apartment.
Returing home, the music hit me before I even entered
A raucous party filled our aprtment.
Antonio and Gina were the center of attention, openly affectionate
My silence was broken by the sudden hush.
Every eye was on me.
“How’s a blind man supposed to find his way home? He might be lost”
“Gina’s idea. She’s a riot‘
Their laughter was a knife twist.
My brother’s bloodied body flashed in my mind
Five years with Antonio, and I’d only seen his friends as the villains.
I never imagined him capable of such cruelty.
Joking about my brother’s death? That was the depth of his depravity.
What did my brother and I even mean to them?
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