Little Sister Love
Today is my little sister’s birthday. She’s officially thirty-something today. Her name is Soteria. Back then, we called her Sami. Now you’re only allowed to call her Sami if you’ve been grandfathered in. If you’re one of those people, consider yourself special. But don’t push it. She still prefers Soteria. (So-TEE-ree-uh) This is exactly what we were like when…