Only Child? That's Only Half True.

I grew up being the only child, but as I got older, I've had a suspicion that my dad had banged some other woman back in the Philippines decades ago. Today, that suspicion became truth. Relatives dropped by for a visit and had lunch. My dad introduced me to 18 year old L.A. Yes his name is L.A. My dads name is Leo Archie. Figure out how L.A. got his name. Go ahead, it's not that hard.

As my dad introduced me to him, he didn't say he was my half-brother, but my uncle did. They were only here for around an hour. I have never felt an hour that was filled with awkwardness, but then again, I feel that way in every family gathering.

I really find it odd on how my parents can't tell me directly that I have a half-brother floating around, specifically Las Vegas (where L.A. and his family are currently residing in). There's so much stuff that I know that my parents think I'm completely oblivious of. I'm an adult, I think I could handle that I have a half-brother. To be honest, I don't really care. He's just another relative that I won't see for years.

One thing I'd like to point out though. My cousin also came along for the visit and he brought his girlfriend along. She was quite the looker. Nice butt.