Gossiping is something most people do without even noticing it. Me? I live for the "tea," the "welches," the "juice." Whoever's. Maybe I have a problem. My favorite thing to do is to go to our town bookstore and pretend like I'm on my computer, but actually, I'm listening to all the conversations going on around me and watching all the interesting people. Imagine my surprise when some of the interesting people had me as a topic of interest. As it were, my brother is a murderer, and I'm...dead.