this morning #1555.
this morning, as i was styling my hair one last time, getting ready to head out to the meetup, my little sis appeared at my bedroom door. she stood there staring for at least a minute. annoying. rocking on her heels. didn’t say a word until i tossed a pair of socks in her direction. over her head, of course. my aim’s the worst. she responded with a fake “HEY!” asked if she could borrow five bucks. i asked, “for what?” it was a secret. everyone in this family has secrets now. she got down on her knees. faked a plea. told me it’s “for a good cause.” said she’d pay me back. she gets her birthday money soon. i grabbed a ten from my wallet. put it in her grubby hands. wished her a happy early birthday. shooed her away & shut the door.