Sometimes I can get so far past the Clouds and so deep within the Sky that I am actually transported to that place where my Sister, Wendy, sleeps. She awakes instantly and I can see into her eyes. She smiles ... I smile ... then we giggle. Because we share something that only Sisters can share. It doesn't end with Death. It really just begins. And that's just the way it is with Wendy and I.
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