Goals
15 years ago at Danica and Peotre’s house.
“Writing?! You want to be a writer? Little brother, you are talented at a lot of things, but writing isn’t one of them. Face it, man, you’re the physical one. You’d be a fool to not even attempt to use that gift.” Without giving his brother a chance to reply Stefan turns to his brother’s new, very young, very beautiful wife. “What do you think Dani? Do you think Peotre should keep you in this hovel until he writes a bestseller?”
