Some days (like today), I want to quit my job and be a full-time sister. I just want to sit at Carrie's side and make artist trading cards with her, paint her nails, braid her hair, and stroke her forehead. If only that could be my whole life.
Instead, I'll just keep rushing to the hospital as soon as work is over. There's nowhere else I'd rather be than with my baby sister.
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