Fated
She eyed me through the rearview mirror and twisted her lips like she frequently did whenever she saw me.
“Soften up, Sparky. She has come to stay, and no number of scowls from you can send her out.” Ellen mumbled.
“Don't call me that, Barbie!” She ground her teeth.
“Unlike you, Sparklight," Ellen paused observing her sister's reaction before she went on, “I preferred to be called Barbie. Tell me, don't I look like one?"
Ellen's eyes twinkled and her cupid's bow lips stretched out in a dimpled smile.
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