The General Didn’t Look At My Sister

She stepped even closer.

“Stay near the back.”

“Avoid the head tables.”

“If someone speaks to you, smile.”

“And please don’t overshadow your sister tonight.”

The perfume she wore reminded me of childhood.

Beautiful on the surface.

Overpowering underneath.

White orchids decorated every entrance.

Fresh roses surrounded the stage.

Everything looked perfect enough continue reading …