True Love

Jun 02, 2008 20:04

Get up early for the first time in weeks. Shower, fix your hair, put on clothes. The other night you were distraught because you realized you hadn't talked to someone your own age for at least as long as you've been sleeping in. But today it doesn't matter. Today nothing in particular matters. Today is special, because we said so. You'll love them acutely, keenly, brimmingly. You can feel it as a pang and a glow in your body.

You can also feel your sister rolling her eyes. Having some intimate moments out here, guys? But she's happy, too. Your niece asks if you will come back tomorrow after school.

Anyone can tell me I have the most beautiful (insert present color here) eyes. Only my niece and nephew can draw the conclusion that this makes me the best horsey in the world.

Sometimes I think I see through them into the future. When I went to wake my nephew up this morning, he was naked and his hair was mussed. When he finally sat up, I had a vision of him doing the same thing ten years later. Hopefully not with a college girl walking in and kissing him on the head and saying she'll wait for him downstairs.

(But then, I worried about my brother's adolescent activities, and look how he turned out. He's the kind of kid who might go to a military academy because he wants to. You're not going to make the same mistakes as me! parents say desperately in movies.

Huh, he really didn't make the same mistakes as I, I think to myself. But I'm only his sister.)
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