When my younger brother and I both got into university at eighteen, Mom said, "I'm not favoring boys over girls, but our family is poor. You and your brother can draw lots. Whoever fate chooses gets to go to college." Fate sent me far from home to work and pay for my brother's education. I spent my own money and effort getting him a wife and buying him a house. But in the end, I was left homeless and living on the streets. Only as I lay dying did I learn that it had never been fate at all. My own mother and brother had planned from the start to ruin my life! In this life, they want to pull the same trick again. Dream on! I'll go crazy right here and now!
