LISA'S POINT OF VIEW

My face brightened like that of a bride who hadn't seen her Bride in a while. The entire night, I had been sick with worry for my sister, Laura.

What could be going on with her? How was she faring? These questions rang through my mind for half of the night before I was swept in the cold hands of slumber.

Seeing her that morning gave me all the joy I ever needed. I ran into her arms that opened up as I approached her. Tears gathered in my eyes, struggling to break through.

“You're fine.. Thank the goddess..” I exhaled, still wrapped in her grasp....