Prologue Part 2: Life in Minnesota, More Importantly, Without Louis

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Prologue Part 2: Life in Minnesota, More Importantly, Without Louis

Even though I was only in 2nd  grade, my dad and Louis’s parents gave us both a cell phone so we could talk to each other whenever we wanted, which we did. We talked to each other every spare moment we got. It was very weird living in Minnesota. People said things differently than in England and it was all together VERY different. It was also weird that the time was different here than in Doncaster. Just because I was up didn’t always mean Louis was. Back then I just couldn’t wrap my head around that and I always had to ask my dad what time it was in Doncaster before I could call Louis.

Not seeing my big brother every day was really hard for me, but whenever I really missed him, I would call him and he would sing to me. In the first month I was gone, he sang me to sleep almost every night.

Since it was so expensive to be flying back and forth constantly, we made a plan. We got a week with each other on our birthdays (Louis would come to Minnesota for my birthday, and I would go to Doncaster for his), and we also got two weeks together in the summer. The first week Louis would come to Minnesota for a week and the second week I would go to Doncaster. But that was it. Occasionally we went to Doncaster for the holidays because all of our family was there, but it was just really hard for my dad to be there.

Throughout the years we did this and I talked to Louis every single night. We never missed one call from each other unless we had a really good excuse too. It’s still like that.

As time went on, we got new friends, he had some girlfriends, I had some boyfriends, but he always was my big brother, and I was always his little sister.

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