Hello Dear Sister

This is my sister, Simone. She doesn’t need a wheelchair to get around. She just likes to chill in assistive seating devices.

What can I say? She’s weird like that. She programmed herself into my cellphone as “Beloved Simone”. Every time I go to call her I think Toni Morrison’s gotten ahold of my phone again.

Every year on my birthday, she calls to me inform me that she’s still 5 years younger. She doesn’t remember that I drove her to see Simone, the movie, when it first came out in theaters.

Sisters.

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