Discovering Brothers Hidden Secrets: A Journey of Autism and Forbidden Desires

Lucy stared down at her brother sitting at the kitchen table and pouring a steady stream of maple syrup over the pancakes in front of him. She was always amazed how such a scrawny boy was able to eat so much and not gain any weight. “Are you even tasting that, Sammy?”

He looked up at her, cheeks full like a squirrel, and nodded.

She couldn’t help but smile. It was times like this that she had to remind herself that he wasn’t her baby brother anymore. At 20, he was a young man with the mentality of a pre-teen. Stricken with a mental illness, Sam’s autism left him with a long list of phobias, an aversion to touch, poor social skills, among other things. A gifted savant, however, the boy who was never supposed to achieve anything in life had proven himself a very talented author, a true genius of words. When he sat in front of his computer, he drifted into another world, becoming an entirely different person that manipulated sentences into art, forming a new life. And now, people all over the nation saw his picture along with a fabricated biography on the back of their hardcover novels.

Lucy brushed a strand of her shoulder length hair back behind her ear. She watched her brother with interest. Exhibiting the same sandy blond hair and sea foam green eyes, the resemblance between them was almost uncanny. He was dressed nicely, if inappropriate, sporting a dark three-piece suit. Sam had always been like that, doing and wearing whatever he wanted and not caring what anyone else thought.

“Finished!” He dropped his fork in his plate and pushed it away from him.

Lucy placed a hand on his shoulder and felt him recoil. “How was it?”

Sam’s face flushed and he lost all enthusiasm. “Fine.”

His sister smiled kindly and calmly removed her hand. “Good. Look, Sammy, I want to clean around your computer before you start writing. Do you think you can load the dishwasher while I do that?”

As his color returned to normal, he gave a slight nod. “Of course, Luce.”

Lucy knew better than to think he would actually complete the task. At one point or another he would get distracted by something. It seemed the only time he could stay focused was while he was writing.

She walked into the living room where Sam had his station near the couch. Loose-leaf paper was scattered all around the monitor with about half a dozen pens left out of the holder she bought specifically for him. She sighed, picking up the writing instruments and putting them where they belonged. Being careful not to disturb the papers, she took a dry cloth and wiped beneath them, picking up more dust than she would’ve imagined had been there. She swiped down the monitor and computer tower itself under the desk.

Curious as to the state of the desk drawers, she opened one and paused, staring in disbelief. The suggestively posed nude model adorning the erotic magazine was something she would never have believed could’ve wound up in her house. But Kayden Kross, sucking seductively on one of her fingers, was proof otherwise. Not realizing she had been holding her breath, Lucy exhaled quickly. Her little brother who would remain a child mentally had somehow come into possession of these skin magazines.

One by one, she pulled them from the computer drawer, stacking them next to the monitor. It seemed each publication she removed seemed more vulgar and improper than the last. By

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