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Older sister magic.
That's what I've claimed. Not so much magic as fierce loyalty, love.
Observant. Watching from the corners.
I am a cat surrounded by dogs. Michael’s cheerful demeanor, his heart on display for all to see.
I have learned to guard mine from the shadows. A sarcastic comment, a glance, a sip of diet lemonade, this is who I am.
I see everything that is needed. Small words of encouragement, meaning, resilience - that’s what I can give. Small tokens, like a cat dropping a mouse at your feet before I sulk back to the shadows to watch again.
