Three weeks later

Scott Campbell stared at the photo of his brother. He had been thinking of his brother ever since his parents had told him about his brother's win. He had already made plans to visit his brother. All he hoped for wad that his brother would find it in his heart to forgive him.

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Troy noticed some suitcases on the front porch. He was confused. His parents hadn't told him that any of them was travelling. He entered the sitting room and almost fainted in amazement at the all too familiar face he saw.

"What are you doing here?!" Troy asked in anger.

"Troy, listen -" Scott started but troy quickkly cut him off.

"Don't even start, Scott. You're not welcome in this house. You never have and you never will. You can leave now, Scott", Troy said.

"Now, Troy, that's no way to talk to your brother", Troy's dad told him.

"Dad, don't you know what he did? Don't you remember?!"

"He's your brother and he came all this way -"

"I don't care! I don't want him here!" Troy said and stamped out of the room in anger.

He didn't understand. What did his brother want here? All of those painful memories came rushing back to him, like a sudden storm. He didn't want his brother here and didn't want to have anything to do with him.