My sister and I are not close. There is one of my secrets, touch it gently. So many siblings, so close. So much loyalty, and shared secrets. And I move amongst them like a liar, a betrayer of the blood. There is so little shared between us that in its minimalism it becomes domineering. Overwhelming. Please understand we are not antagonistic. We are perfectly,blandly,devastatingly congenial. We can sit and watch Friends, and laugh together. We can go grocery shopping together in our sweatpants and feel the same embarrassment when we run into that guy that lives down the street. And one thing's for sure, i do love my sister.
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