One of the silver linings to my sojourn in middle GA during my mother's convalescence has been getting to spend time with my stepsister as an adult. Marriages and many miles have kept us apart excepting the occasional holiday or funeral. She was 13 when she came to live with us, and my little sister and I were the brattiest, most annoying little sisters she could have had. It has been fun to see that she is every bit as cool at 72 as I thought she was as a teenager when I was raiding her closet.
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