July 6, 2001.
Her sister stood with a name card amidst the crowd. She wore a pensive smile on her face almost as if she wasn’t sure if she would come to Minnesota or not. She walked straight and headed for where her sister stood unaware of her approaching. She stopped in front of her and smiled. Nancy stared at her and tears rolled down her cheek before hugging her tight. She managed a smile and hugged her sister back. She had almost forgotten how much she truly missed her sister.
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Absence
Short StoryThe fear of loving is the fear of loosing. She loved and lost what she never truly had to begin with.
