Growing up there was almost no physical affection shown to either my brother or me. Our parents didn’t hug us or kiss us. For that matter they didn�...�t show much affection to one another either. They said all the right things and I believe that they loved us. They were just not capable of demonstrating that in some physical way.When I would visit friends I saw how their parents related to them. I remember the first time a friend’s mother hugged me… I was both shocked and yet comforted. I welcomed. "Oh no!" was all she'd say. "Don't do that."Her voice was actually very beautiful, soft and sullen, sweet, like a singer between songs.On weekends, we used to climb the water tower. We'd sit up there, talk, and laugh, and tell stories, passing cigarettes around and taking swigs from stolen bottles. It was dark up there, dark enough that nobody could see us, and far enough into the outskirts of town that if we saw someone coming, we could scramble down the ladder and be lost in the woods before. More

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