How to use "brother" in a sentence

He explained his suicide in a note to his brother

William was my brother..." he says as he opens the door to the rain

"My twin brother."

"Yeah, my bloody brother

And the brother called Darwin comes out of the bar with two small bottles of beer.

The one thing he needs if he wants to keep his freedom and get the suitcase that is buried in his brother's old garage

And he dreams of the suitcase buried under his brother's old garage, and he dreams of the money inside and the paradise in the Bahamas.

It's in an old garage of my brother's

And then Brandon heard another gunshot, so he ran and left his brother in the snow to die alone.

"You said it was easy!" he shouts again and recalls the first time his brother had told him about the plan.

"Listen to me," his brother said at a dark table in the corner at the Lake Louise Inn

"What?" his brother said, his eyes full of anger: "You think I do? Idiot, we won't hurt anyone

He knew his brother was a criminal

"Brandon," his brother said, "I know you need the money

"My brother and I used to play with the fruit

"So, your brother - that's..

"Wait a minute - you think your brother sent the fruit?"

Back inside the apartment, Sala found her nine-year-old brother Apat playing games on the ultranet in his room.

She managed not to say anything in front of her little brother, but Gran could see at once that she was upset.

she thinks maybe it came from her long-lost brother

"From her brother?" Cham paused for a second, then laughed

"My brother Eston is alive."

Your loving brother,

Wow! Imagine that: thinking your brother might be alive after all that time."

"So, was that note really from Gran's brother? Are people alive out there - outside the city? How did you get the note across the force field?" She had so many questions.

"Yes, your grandmother's brother has been trying to contact her for a long time

"Your grandmother told you how she and her brother used the fruit to play tricks on people

We have the letter from Gran's brother

Gran was thinking about her brother Eston.

"The letter from Gran's brother." The words slipped out before she could stop herself, and she knew at once that she shouldn't have said it

We know that the letter really came from Gran's brother

Sala smiled at her little brother, thinking how innocent he looked

He had become not just a valued business associate, but a good friend as well, a big brother.

My father, Joseph, had a brother, my uncle Elias, who went to live in America when he was young

My brother, your father, will have all my money and my house after my death, and you will have it all when he dies

So when my sister-in-law phoned at two in the morning, asking me to come over, but first to warn the police that she had just killed my brother, I spoke in my usual calm manner.

Have you ever tried to explain to a sleepy police officer that your sister-in-law has just phoned to say she has killed your brother with a steam hammer?

He at least seemed to understand what I said, and told me he would pick me up and take me to my brother's house.

'Though of course my brother could have entered the factory through the laboratory

'Your brother is a professor, yes? Is his work connected with your business?'

'No, my brother is, or was, doing research work for the Air Ministry

My brother lay flat on his stomach across the conveyor line which carried the white-hot pieces of metal up to the hammer

One thing I am sure of: my brother's wife certainly did not know how to set and operate this hammer.'

Watching my brother's back, I pushed the switch and the steel hammer shook slightly, then rose quickly

For weeks afterwards, Commissaire Charas investigated my brother's death

The great mystery was why my brother had so helpfully put his head under the hammer - the only possible explanation for his part in that night's events.

Commissaire Charas at first wondered if the victim really was my brother

It was the brown velvet cloth I had seen on a table in my brother's laboratory.

Do you know if your brother ever did any experiments with flies?'

She had been very willing to speak about her life with my brother - which seemed a happy and ordinary one - up to the time he died

She refused to say why, or how she had got my brother to put his head under it.

'Because I must and will know how and why my brother died,' I said.

I simply and faithfully carried out his last wish by smashing his head and right arm under the steam hammer of his brother's factory.

I went the cemetery where my brother's body is buried

My younger brother was in London when the Martians fell at Woking

My brother was not worried about us, as he knew from the description in the papers chat the cylinder was three kilometres from my house

My brother went again to Waterloo station to find out if the line to Woking was open

My brother could get very little exact information out of them

One man spoke to my brother.

My brother could not tell him.

Soon after that the police arrived and began to move the crowd out of the station, and my brother went out into the street again.

In Wellington Street my brother met two men selling newspapers which had just been printed

The Martians had been defeated, my brother read

Going along the Strand to Trafalgar Square, my brother saw some of the refugees from West Surrey

My brother turned towards Victoria station, and met a number of people like these

My brother spoke to several of the refugees but none could give him any news of Woking, except one man who said that it had been totally destroyed the previous night.

My brother walked from Westminster to his room near Regent's Park

My brother read and reread the paper, thinking that the worst had happened to me

For a long time my brother stared out of the window in total surprise, watching the policeman banging at door after door

Unable to learn what was happening from his window, my brother went down and out into the street, just as the sky turned pink with the dawn

And from this paper my brother read that terrible report from the commander of the army:

As my brother began to realize how serious the situation was, he returned quickly to his room, put all the money he had - about ten pounds - into his pockets and went out again into the streets.

While the curate had sat and talked so wildly to me in the flat fields near Walton, and while my brother was watching the refugees pour across Westminster Bridge, the Martians had started to attack again

After trying unsuccessfully to get onto a train at Chalk Farm my brother came out into the road, pushed through the hurrying lines of vehicles, and had the luck to be at the front of a crowd which was taking bicycles from a shop

The foot of Haverstock Hill was blocked by fallen horses, but my brother got onto the Belsize Road.

My brother had some friends in Chelmsford, and this perhaps made him take the road that ran to the east

My brother shouted and ran towards them

Realizing from his face that a fight was unavoidable, and being a good boxer, my brother hit him hard and knocked him back onto the wheel of the cart.

It was no time for fair fighting, and my brother quieted him with a kick, then took hold of the collar of the man who held the younger lady's arm

Still recovering, my brother found himself facing the man who had held the horse's head, and realized that the cart was moving away along the road

The man, who looked very well built, tried to move in closer, but my brother hit him in the face

The man who had run away had now stopped and turned and was following my brother at a greater distance.

Suddenly, my brother fell

The big man tripped over him, and when my brother got to his feet he found himself facing both of them

She fired from six metres away, narrowly missing my brother

'Take this!' the younger lady said, and she gave my brother the gun.

'Let's go back to the cart,' said my brother, wiping the blood from his lip.

My brother looked back along the road

My brother learned that the two women were the wife and younger sister of a doctor living in Stanmore, The doctor had heard about the Martians at the railway station, on his way home from seeing a patient, and had sent them off, promising to follow after telling the neighbour

My brother, who had seen the situation at the stations in London, thought that was hopeless

Mrs Elphinstone - that was the name of the woman in white - refused to listen to his argument, and kept calling for 'George', but her sister-in-law was very quiet and sensible and agreed to my brother's suggestion

My brother stopped the horse.

My brother saw Miss Elphinstone covering her eyes.

As they passed the bend in the road, my brother saw a man lying not far away

Beyond the bend my brother changed his mind

My brother went into the crowd and stopped a horse pulling a cart, while she drove in front of it

My brother, with red whip-marks on his face and hands from the car's driver, got up into the driving seat.

In the evening many people came hurrying along the road near their stopping-place, escaping from unknown dangers and going in the direction from which my brother had come.

My brother, watching beside the women in the cart in the field, saw the green flash of it far beyond the hills

A number of people now, like my brother, were moving to the east, and some were even so desperate that they turned back towards London to get food

My brother heard that about half the members of the government had met in Birmingham, in central England, and that enormous amounts of explosive were being prepared to be used in the Midlands

On Wednesday my brother and the two women reached Chelmsford, and there a number of people, calling themselves the Council of Public Safety, took their horse for food

It was very difficult to get her down to the beach, where after some time my brother caught the attention of some men from a steamboat

It was about two o'clock when my brother got onto it with the two women

It was the first Martian that my brother had seen, and he stood, more amazed than frightened, as it moved steadily towards the ships, walking further and further into the water

Looking to the north-east, my brother saw the long line of ships already moving away from the approaching terror

Some water came over the side of the steamboat and blinded my brother for a moment

My brother shouted

The little ship my brother was on continued to move out to sea, and the warships became smaller in the distance.

In the last two chapters I have moved away from my own adventures to tell of the experiences of my brother

His brother Frederick Fairlie is Laura's guardian

Laura's father (her brother) had been angry with her for marrying an Italian

She had no money of her own and had to rely on her brother's generosity, but he wasn't generous

Laura and I have no father or brother to protect us

Throughout her long illness, I had been like a brother to her

In 1979 and 1980, her brother Petrocinio and her mother, Juana, were killed by Guatemalan soldiers

In 1984, her brother Victor was also killed by soldiers.