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The Love of a Sister

Marcus set down the pieces, sighing as he did so. “Sometimes, yes. I know that the chances are probably pretty low for that to happen, but I do get scared about it sometimes. Why? Are you afraid that it’ll come back?”

I hesitated a minute before saying, “Yes, I am! What if it comes back and they can’t help you? I don’t want to lose you.”

He nodded. “I know. I don’t want to leave you or Mom and Dad either. But it’s all in God’s hands, right? He’s going to do whatever is best for us.”

He pushed away the game board. “I don’t actually want to play a game anymore. Let’s go outside! It’s a beautiful day; do you wanna go to the treehouse?”

I giggled. “What, do you think I’ll beat you this time and you can’t handle that? Sure, let’s go outside. I’ll race you to the treehouse!”

We hurriedly put the game back in the box and raced outside, laughing the whole way.

“First!” I shouted, hurrying up the ladder; Marcus close behind.

“Not that close,” he scoffed. “You only won because you had a head start.”

“Did not. But let’s not argue. Let’s work on that Lego house we were building.”

Marcus looked surprised. “That? How did you remember that? The last time we worked on that must have been two years ago. At least.”

I shrugged. “What can I say? I’m good with details. So, is that a yes?”

“Sure! Where is it?”

I opened up the antique trunk Mom had given us for our treasures. “Right in here. Ooh, and look! We have it mostly finished already.”

As we worked on completing this special project, Marcus and I talked about a wide variety of things.

“What do you want to be when you grow up, Lindy?” Marcus asked.

I pondered that. “Hmm, I want to be a pilot. What do you want to be?”

Before Marcus could answer, we heard Mom’s voice calling, “Lindy! Marcus! Come in for lunch, please!”

“I’ll get back to you on that, okay?” he said, setting the Legos back in the trunk. “Let’s have another race, and this time let’s make it fair, okay?”

I laughed. “You’re on!”


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