Brothers In Arms

A couple of days ago, my sister called from London and we chatted for over an hour on the phone. When my mother asked me what she had to say, I told her in less than two minutes. And no prompting could get me to remember any more. Memory loss aside, the thing is, most siblings just have that. That ease of simply 'being' with each other. The ease of talking about everything and nothing.

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