B is for Beautiful
I had lunch with my sister B on Sunday. I hadn’t seen B in years, so it was nice to catch up and see how she’s changed. She’s slimmer now, much taller than I remembered, and very stylishly dressed. I’ve always envied her lighter, smoother skin, her shapely nose, her height, and her bee-stung lips, but it was odd to see it all come together so nicely in her adulthood. The day made me think of my younger cousins, the…