I’m an only child. Sort of, mostly, kind of. I have a blended family. I got instant brothers and sisters when my parents remarried.
Out of that whole stew of new family members I got a sister. A big ole goofball sister who will protect your blind side, talk your ear off, and give you a hug when you need it. And laugh and cry with you.
And she’s tall.
I really wish she was my sister when I was 12 or so, and spending the summer at my grandparent’s farm. I think we would have had some more adventures. And I don’t think she’d get mad at me if I threw some catfish roe at her. She’d just toss it right back.
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