A rose between two thorns

Growing up, I always wished I had a sister. Even going so far as to dress up my younger brother as a girl and get him to play with me. I saw how my other friends with sisters automatically had a best friend, confidante and double the wardrobe. I thought they were so lucky. But,…
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