My sister and I don’t communicate much. When we do, it’s to vent about stupid people we both know, or my parents have gone to my sister’s house and interrupted her entire day. The conversation usually goes something like this:
“They didn’t even call beforehand! They just turned up, busted through the front door, dropped off rotten fruit they bought in bu…
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