I hadn’t seen him in ten years. My own runaway brother, showing up in my own Hollywood trailer. My first movie. The premiere started in half an hour, and i sat there getting ready. the security came up and knocked. I made them wait until finally My brother barged in. I didn’t ask why he had been gone. Instead i dragged him to the premiere in my limousine and threw popcorn at him during the movie like we were 7. in my elegant gown and my brother in a suit. a SUIT ! my own delinquent brother. I never did ask my brother what happened. instead I hugged him for being there for me when i most needed it. And when the movie ended I signed a few autographs and dragged my brother in the rain and the drops just fell as i told him about the movie making. He smiled and listened. We loved the rain. Millions just fell from the sky.