For eighty-eight years he’s shivered in a cold shower 100 seconds everyday because his big brother told him he should. I never had a big brother, but my best friend had five, all happy to treat me like their little sister. They convinced us a ghost lived in the attic, that they could predict our date of death, and that the neighborhood bully could fly. Once they tried to convince us eating Alpo increased brain size. Luckily we were already smart enough, but I hate to think what would have happened if they told us nibbling kibble increased cup size.