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One day when we were out having coffee, my sisters said to me, “You know, you’ve always been the Mean Sister.”

Then they wanted their own nicknames, poor dears. The younger one is the Concerned Sister, for her conscientious nature. The older one, for obvious reasons, is the Weird Sister.

Because we’re not too big on high self-esteem in my family.


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