My brother and I

My brother and I since I could remember were the best of friends. I mean the best of friends. We never fought or even argued. We had a bond like no other could ever break. Until one day this group of knuckleheads came up to my brother and me and started some shit. Of course my brother and me were down for a little whoop ass. It was just another gang in the neighborhood trying to be tough. But we knew better than ...