Sabrina looked at her sister, really looked at her for the first time in a long while. She did look tired, and older…older than her thirty-seven years. Maybe Sabrina wasn’t giving her sister full credit here.
“You’re right. I’m not here. I don’t know how it really is. I can only go by what I see when this stuff happens.”
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