Tuesday, February 13


"Alex." I say as we're driving home. "Please share your grapes with your sister."


A minute later, "Here Rachel. I sucked all the juice out. You don't want the one's with the juice. Here you go." And she hands Rachel a limp grape skin.

Rachel smiles, "Thank you" and eats the 'grape.'


"I hug you becuz its your balentines' day," Rachel says as she squeezes my neck. "There. That was for your balentines' day."


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