... Bits and pieces. I remember her face and her voice and... I remember how small she was.
[ It's her turn to go a little far away. Her eyes have settled on the middle distance and she's not looking at where her gaze as fallen but she's seeing that sickly hot summer morning, the last time she saw her baby sister alive. ]
She was a lot younger than me... nearly ten years, I think. But even for a little girl that age, she was small. Her summer uniform for school had a little yellow sunhat with it but even the smallest size we could find for her used to blow off in a strong breeze.
And she'd go chasing off after it. The amount of time she made me sick to my stomach because I'd turned away for a second and she'd wandered off to do something or other...
[ She doesn't smile, exactly, but something in her eyes warms a bit. ]
I guess you could say she was a bit of a troublemaker. But I didn't mind.
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[ It's her turn to go a little far away. Her eyes have settled on the middle distance and she's not looking at where her gaze as fallen but she's seeing that sickly hot summer morning, the last time she saw her baby sister alive. ]
She was a lot younger than me... nearly ten years, I think. But even for a little girl that age, she was small. Her summer uniform for school had a little yellow sunhat with it but even the smallest size we could find for her used to blow off in a strong breeze.
And she'd go chasing off after it. The amount of time she made me sick to my stomach because I'd turned away for a second and she'd wandered off to do something or other...
[ She doesn't smile, exactly, but something in her eyes warms a bit. ]
I guess you could say she was a bit of a troublemaker. But I didn't mind.