BROTHERS(Underway)

What are you looking for, Anthony?

Looking for the man who killed my mother,
and threw her body to the wolves.. I was 10 at the time. When my mother died of a terminal illness, our children remained wrapped around her bed, reciting hymns to the Lord, asking her soul to rest in peace and tranquility. Until the last minute of being in our house

'Carl', used neither a sword nor a modern revolver, Berta, of Italian origin, pointing it at us, so we run and hide! Some in the closet and some in the curtain!

We have been killed in a strange and distinctive way that does not occur to one's mind, watching it eaten by wolves, after the decision to carry it into the forest, and the lie of the crowding of the human cemetery "Highgate"

Without moving a finger or pointing a finger into the forest. We were already sick, and the images in our brains were distorted, from those tattered scenes, we weren't fully conscious. My brothers and I all had a mental illness