For the past few days, I have been dealing with the reality of what it is like living in a world without my little sister in it.
It is predictably a darker, colder place, sure, but mostly it has lost a certain vibrance, character and elegance. My sister was a force field. Whether bombing into every party looking beautiful and bigger than life, or off in…
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