Family makes us who we are, whether we like it or hate it, but the author we meet not only read about her obsession with how we can see her family because of how strong his writing is. The name of this incredible author is Jamaica Kincaid who has written many wonderful books but one in particular is My Brother, it is not a novel but a memoir. She goes on this journey trying to be a good person to her brother, a man who is dying of AIDS. A man who once said he was perfect until he wasn't because of what's happening to him, I will focus on Jamaica Kincaid's memoirs as a close read and the relationship with her brother and how he seemed to slowly disappear because of his illness. I will also focus on her novel Lucy: A Novel which is fiction but doesn't feel like fiction at all because she inserts her real life stories into this fictional novel. I write about these two books because in his memoirs we read real life stories, but in a fiction we know that anything can happen, but Kincaid always seems to keep his life in most of his books, even if they are fiction. I think it's as if Kincaid can't leave her past in the past, it seems that whenever she has the chance she brings her life into her writing. From the beginning of My Brother we know that her brother is different because the four children her mother had with her brother were the ones born at home. “He wasn't born in a hospital. Of my mother's four children, he was the one born at home" (page 3). I think we know from the beginning that his brother was the different one, it's just that the fact that he was born at home made him different somehow. I think the way Kincaid wants us to read it is a way to know that his brother is different, I mean we know he already has AIDS but why mention he wasn't the one born in the hospital?.