I know Daniel might be on the aeroplane by now and probably mad at me too, but I feel like a child again the way I used to prank my brother all the time but this time it was a prank that would make him happy I hoped so at least.
I had called my friend Peter who lived in Paris, he was going out of town and he had a luxurious apartment in the Marais district, it was a friendly environment and I know Daniel would feel good there so I told him to lend the apartment to Daniel. Peter had known me and Daniel for a long time, he was like a childhood friend he used to live near us in New York in Lower Manhattan. We all used to do a lot of cool stuff together like skateboarding, but then eventually his family had to move to Paris but yet he remained in touch. When Daniel had met Julie, Peter was the person he was staying with at that time he had planned to spend his free time off work with him.
Even Peter was heartbroken to hear about Julie's death and felt that it would be good for Daniel to stay with his old buddy for some time to cope with this situation.
Peter had planned everything he was going to pick up Daniel from the airport and then spend one day with him so that he doesn't come back to New York running. He would feel good for a change and after that Peter was going on some kind of business trip though he didn't spare me any information about that.
I just wished that my big brother would turn back to normal and I would be happy with him like we used to be when we were children. Our dad wasn't around for long he died when I was only 9 in some car accident so it is up to our mother to work and raise us. I don't have memories of my dad but I have many of my mothers. Our mother was perfect she used to look beautiful like an angel her golden hair would flow down till her waist and her blue eyes were deep like an ocean, she used to work late as she was a painter but yet she would take out time for us to listen to her stories. I remember on Daniel's prom night she clicked so many pictures of him and while he was gone to the dance she even made a portrait of him, I used to love the way her hands used work as if dancing when she used to sketch. She even danced with Daniel for hours when he came back home, but after 3 years she passed away due to cancer she never told us about. It was all of a sudden like you wake up from a good dream and suddenly realise that the reality is so cruel, when she was buried she looked like the most beautiful bride dressed in white and her skin glowing she looked like an angel. After her death Daniel changed dramatically he would work hard and protect me never making me realise how much he was doing, ways smiling cooking and everything. He shut himself up inside and I was unable to reach him but things changed once he met Julie. He realised once again what it felt like to love and live but again that happiness was snatched away from him leaving that hole again. He never cried neither on our mother's funeral not even when he bid Julie goodbye.