Having so many brothers was the worst thing in the entire world. People thought that it was amazing as a guy, that you had friends. But no. When you were the youngest, you were nothing but a joke.

Literally living in a barnhouse with them, you'd grown up having your things stolen, being the constant butt of jokes and receiving the brunt of violence...

But that had to change today. When your mother had squeezed out another kid. She was locked in her room, as you didn't have nearly enough money to pay any medical bills, as her grimy, trashy best friend, Dolly, helped her.

"Wonder what it's gonna be," Adam, your eldest, smartest brother spoke up. "Another mouth to feed."

Sneered Richie, clearly not the most hopeful or enthusiastic about another.

"I betcha dinner it's another boy." Eric claimed, looking way too smug.

Your other brothers were forced down into town to go and buy (or, rather, steal) painkillers