Today is my sister's birthday. Happy birthday, Sister R! As you can see, she has always been fond of me. Weren't we a snuggly pair? She's the curly-top. I'm the immense pouty-faced baby. When we were kids, there was no one I admired more than my sister. There was also no one I fought with more. When we got older, my admiration stuck around, though fortunately our foot fights came to an end. (She ALWAYS won. Grr. No, I'm over it.) When each of us got married, there was no question who would be the maid/matron of honor. We're godmothers to each other's kids. We live far apart, so we send each other books all the time. And when we do meet up, we enjoy a serious get-together where we act serious and do serious things. I just turned in a book in which sibling relationships are important for both hero and heroine. Some are close; some are distant; some are tense and some are relaxed. People don't get to pick their families. Still, I'd have h...
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