Tall Younger Sister Story Patched

"No, I'm not," she replied, grinning. It was a wolfish grin. She knew.

"It was yours," she said, not looking up from her phone. "Now it's cropped on you. It looks bad. It looks good on me." tall younger sister story

I tried to argue. I tried the moral high ground. I tried, "I'm the older sister!" But the mirror laughed at me. The truth was undeniable. Clothes have a loyalty to the body that wears them best. And her body was longer, leaner, and frankly, better suited for the fashion industry. "No, I'm not," she replied, grinning

So go ahead, tall younger sister. Steal my sweater. Block my light. Rest your elbow on my head. I am still the oldest. And I will never let you forget that I changed your diapers. "It was yours," she said, not looking up from her phone