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Over a year passed with my brothers gone. One day, they came back with much money and a wife each. My older brother's wife was pregnant.
They all stayed for four days and nights. We ate miniature feasts and celebrated their success with wine and parties.
On the last day me and my younger brother, who was now a head taller than me, stood under the now large oak and talked.
'I have missed you,' I began. I was true; even though I felt bitter at his near betrayal I felt an overwhelming care for him and his new wife.
'And I you,' he said. What happened to the hug? I thought. Instead we held hands.
'Are you happy?' I asked.
'Yes,' he replied, not meeting my eye. I did not know what to say.
'Once we have the house built up nice, you can come and visit...'
'OK,' I agreed, 'and you can visit us here.' He nodded.

And they left.
Little did I know, that would be the last time I see him...