When I was little, I wanted a cat.
I liked cats. They were beautiful and aloof, yet their quirky cuteness was adorable.
Sis, on the other hand, wanted a dog.
Not some ordinary breed like a Maltese, either. She specifically wanted a huge Samoyed.
Mom and Dad promised they’d think about it once I graduated from middle school.
Sis and I both looked forward to having a new member of the family, even though we wanted completely different things,
but in the end, we never got a cat or a dog.
It wasn’t because our parents were against it.
“Honey, honey!”
“Yeah?”...
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