My brother can make me laugh ridiculously hard.
He called my phone one night at 11:30pm, and until midnight, this was me.
I knew it was wrong to be so loud that late, we but we could not stop.
My laugh carries, it just comes out that way.
Years ago I was laughing in a parking lot, when three floors up someone’s head pops out the window, “Keri? I recognized your laugh” and hello, an old friend I hadn’t seen in years.