Chapter 4 Family Fiasco
During my early childhood I was always jealous of my brother Kiko. More than once Ricardo, Nitzy and I commented that mother loved Kiko more than the rest of us. But that misconception was due to the fact that mother gave him more attention than the rest of us. In fact, he needed it. Kiko was a special case, a most unusual character.
Ever since he was a small child Kiko had an inclination for the macabre. During Christmas we were in the habit of writing a letter to Santa Claus with a list of presents that we hoped to receive. I usually wanted a train or a bicycle. Kiko’s list however, was quite different. It included a knife, scissors, matches, guns, rifles, and all those sort of things. Kiko’s behavior was notorious and he was famous in the neighborhood for being a kind of enfant terrible. It seemed like mother was completely helpless against his unexpected streaks of bad behavior…