At Christmas My Sister Told Everyone Something Until I Changed Everything

would walk away without looking back.

“I can do that,” she said.

We did not hug. We stood in the garden and looked at each other and began.

The first year was awkward. The second was slightly easier. The third was something that had started, tentatively, to resemble sisters.

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