My Dear Brother in Australia

It has been a long time since my brother, Reagan, left for Australia the Land Down Under. Since the day he left, the house felt empty and honestly, it felt more spacious. If you read my brother's blog, you will actually notice that he always refer to me as being fat. I have to admit that I have put on a lot of weight since I left for Australia and up until now, I am still trying to lose it. I go to the gym almost everyday now and I have minimal carbs intake. He recently sent a letter home and with anticipation, I ran to my mum's room to get hold of it, and along with it were pictures. I read the letter and I could almost hear his voice reading out those words in my ear and then I looked at the picture. It was him alright, it was Reagan, smiling so beamingly that the message was clear, he was so happy there and enjoying every moment of it. Everything floods back into my mind but there was something bugging me. Something was wrong and something was not in place. It was the picture. Finally I realised. He told us that he lost weight, maybe he did lose weight but he somehow managed to grow bigger... I do not know how he did it but there might be a clue at the end.

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Behold the reason

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