A short story.
Spotted my younger sis at a party. Not a party she should be at. She was happy to see me and wanted to leave. I met her “Date” and he quickly noticed that I had friends. Not that he was much. She thanked me for no reason.
She felt stupid. I let her know that I couldn’t be magically be there with my folks. Especially when it might not be mine. And WHATTHEFUCK!!!
Never said much but comforting words. Saw Lissa and told her to come on over if she wanted. My 70 shovel brought us home. Maybe 1 of 20 bikes around.
