I’m really beginning to appreciate comic books. They make the train ride home from work much more enjoyable.
This one had to be read. Before we were aunties we were sisters and growing up together made us who we are. Reading about someone else’s memories of sisterhood brings back fond (and often funny) memories of our own. Wow, we were different people back then (^-^)
Thanks for sticking with me, Eims ❤️