On the Snowy Mountain, Mom Gave My Brother the Last Oxygen Tube

Summary

My brother, Charles Raymond, said he wanted a family mountain climbing trip.

So, Mom forced me to go, completely ignoring my raging fever.

Halfway up the snowy peak, Charles and I got severe altitude sickness.

But Mom didn't care if I lived or died.

She insisted on giving the very last oxygen tank to him, even though his symptoms were mild.

When the rescue team finally arrived, I begged her to save me first.

Instead, she looked at me with pure disgust.

"There isn't enough room in the vehicle," she snapped.