Lil Sis’ Grades
“Remind me why I’m doing this again?”
“Because you love me! Now, stop smiling. I need you cool, calm and collected. Show no fear.”
Easy for her to say. She wasn’t standing on a building ledge, wearing nothing more than a jock strap, a black tutu, and balancing my six feet two and one-hundred-and-seventy pounds on a pair of well-worn ballet slippers.
“That’s it, just one more. Put your hands on your waist. That’s it…. Perfect… And, we are done.”
“Did I tell you that you’re the best big brother ever?”
“Don’t thank me until you get your grades.”
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