Spending a Month with My Sister (v.2024.06)
No hug. No speech. Just a calendar reminder, already set. Spending a Month with My Sister -v.2024.06-
A month is an odd unit of time for sibling visitation. Too long for a vacation, too short for a cohabitation experiment. But a month, I’ve learned, is exactly long enough for the masks to slip — first the social ones, then the defensive ones, and finally, the ones we didn’t know we were wearing. Spending a Month with My Sister (v
On the last night, she said: “Same time next June?” I said: “Same time.” then the defensive ones