If Tyler skipped class, their mother blamed the teacher for being boring.
If he forgot homework, their father complained that the school gave teenagers too much work.
If he broke something, lost money, or needed a ride late at night, they called my husband, Roy.
“He’s your little brother,” they would say. Familymediation service
Roy was 12 years older than Tyler and had practically helped raise him.
He taught Tyler to ride a bike, helped with homework, attended parent-teacher meetings when their parents were unavailable, and drove him to football practice until Tyler quit midway through the season.
Whenever Tyler created a problem, Roy stepped in and solved it.
By 18, Tyler had learned two things.
His parents would pay for what he needed.
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