Sister, Sister
I cried.
"Are you placing a man over your best friend?" She asked.
"Hm," I said, pretending to think it through, "my best friend can't give me heart-stopping kisses."
"True, true," she concurs, playing along, "but she can take you out swimming and buy you pizza!"
"My boyfriend can do that too," I argue stubbornly.
"Lucinda abeg," she says giving up. My name rolled off her tongue, startling me, "come jor. And my love wants to see you."
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