Sally and Susan have always been sleep contortionists. Now Spot’s old enough to join their convoluted contretemps, though why they’d choose her crib to sleep in is beyond me.
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I wish I could give my sister a kidney. I wish I could hold her and hold her until her three kids and my three kids are grown and happy and well. I wish she needed something from me that I could give. Part of my liver, or some of my skin.
I wish I could [...]