My Sister Sarah and I - Conclusion My niece Annie had just walked through the door of her mother’s house, and she was a spitting image of my little sister before we lost touch with each other. Our mother had thrown Sarah out of the house, and neither my Dad nor I had seen her for almost thirty five years. The sight of my sister’s daughter had made me wonder if I was suffering from double vision! I wasn’t sure how much Annie knew of Sarah and my background, which made me a little hesitant to mention anything that Sarah and...
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