“I like to think of it as the ‘Duh’ factor.”
We spent the evening
talking about everything and nothing, waiting in the car for the train that
would take me home.
“Explain.”
“Say you’re ill and need my kidney. My response is ‘Duh, of
course.’ No thought at all. That is family to me. If you ever need anything
from me, my response is always going to be: ‘Duh, you’re my sister’.
I didn’t know those stray words would change so much. My
family is now so very large, and she was the first of my found brothers and
sisters.
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