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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Summer: 6 of 36

It was too hot to go outside. We were one of the only families I knew who had air conditioning and I wanted to take full advantage of it. I climbed into the alcove behind my brother's closet to look through the old photo albums. That's when I first saw her. Her cheeks were plump and rosy. She looked robust and healthy and appeared to be sleeping peacefully. "Is this you when you were a baby?" I asked my mother showing her the photo. "No, it's my sister." I was shocked by Mom's response because she had always referred to herself as an only child. She explained that she had an older sister w...
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