He was the kind of person who could bewitch anyone with a single smile. The person could have been a complete stranger, of whatever age or rank, but he could just go up to them and charm them right at the ice-breaker. But I hated him. I hated his guts, hated the fact that he could be such a smooth-talker, hated the warm glow people had in their eyes when he walked away from them. And I hated the fact that he was my older brother.All Rights Reserved