It was lovely to hear both Z and X sharing a game on NES, giggling their hearts away.
Or the happy chatter when they ate their chocolate cakes at the family dining table.
Or when X brought his brother to meet his swimming coach proudly.
These two boys bickered more these days but their relationship was filled with a lot of love, adoration and respect.
3 years’ apart, 4 academic years away, these were numbers to us. We always thought the age gap could be too big but the inclusive nature of Z had rendered our concerns naught.
Please always love each other because you were family, you were brothers and you were friends too.