I am annoyed. It seems that everybody, aunts, uncles and even one grandfather, in Bagbaguin is itching to get everybody married, and their target of the month is my brother. You see, my mother only has two other sisters and between the three of them, there’re only seven of us cousins and my brother’s the eldest of the group at twenty-nine years old. Suffice it to say that no one in our group has ever been impregnated, ever gotten someone pregnant, gotten married or eloped. I guess they think that it’s high time that we get our first marriage in…