Brother & sister continue their innocent game.

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The concert was fantastic.

By the third song, we had regained much of our energy and, I thought, recovered to where we should have been for the whole day. I kept stealing peeks at her, watching her mouth. The way she pulled her dark hair from her face. Thinking of how we had actually kissed.

Her shoulders were so small. It was the first time I realized how small she was, delicate. She had always been this larger than life person to me. Invulnerable.

I had never made her cry.

It was weird. She had a beautiful mouth. It felt so good....