Sister
Sister My sister and I are 15 months apart in age. ... There we were, two teenage sisters singing Bette Midler’s, “Some say love…” The summer before I moved away from home to come to U of M, I went on a little trip with my sister’s boyfriend of about a year. ... On the short trip home, we wandered to the topic of my sister. ... “You know, your sister is really something. ... During my trip up to Grand Rapids this year, I stayed with my sister. ... As I am trying to hurray my sister along, she explains to me why we shouldn’t rush. ... ” Here was my sister, the one with the never-ending pile of dirty clothes my mother used to call a tree, being a housewife.