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From the mind of Rookie (Tavi Gevinson’s new site), today’s graphic comes with a clever short story called “The Evolution of My Brother”. Here’s a teaser…

We were alone most afternoons. On one of them, we searched my room for candles—the kind that smell like cinnamon, or mint, or are dressed up pretty with seashells, and are exchanged as Christmas presents between two friends who, in fact, aren’t very good friends at all. We found one that I liked: white with Columbian coffee beans clustered around the bottom. __ “Eat it,” I said. __ “No,” my brother said, furrowing his eyebrows, turning away. __ “Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it,” I said, backing him into a corner with the coffee end of the candle pointed at his mouth. __ “Stop it Jehhhh-nee,” he said, stepping back, “or I’ll enable my force shield to turn your bones into dirt.”

The rest of the story is at “The Evolution of My Brother” on Rookie Mag.