My
name is True – short for Truelove – no really – and believe me it’s been the
source of many a joke for my school friends my whole life.
The
only friend who didn’t think it was hysterically funny the first time we met
was Will. But then Will was totally different to anyone I’d ever met before and
I instantly fell in like with him. I say like
because I’ve never been attracted to him like that. Will is gay – to be fair he
definitely doesn’t flaunt it and I wouldn’t necessarily have ever known if we
hadn’t made such good friends at college.
My
story doesn’t start out particularly happy – but that’s not to say I don’t
still believe in happy-ever-afters…
Our
story starts on 27th November 2011 – the day my parents died, leaving me to
fend for myself – oh and my four brothers…
Yes,
there were five of us – Tatum, my older brother, me, then Tomas and finally the
twins, Trey and Toby.
I
can almost see you rolling your eyes at our names – and believe me, I’ve done
the same on many an occasion. I adored my parents but imagination clearly
wasn’t their strong point…
Anyway…
they sadly died in a car accident, leaving us with a very healthy bank balance
and a great little business to run – but with no idea how to go about it –
being only eighteen and all that… So, I had four brothers to bring up – on my
own – three of whom were younger than me and full of testosterone with no idea
what to do with all those raging hormones. Now I had to get creative… Now I had
to become Mum…
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