The Sunflower Pants
9-year old Rachel was on all fours in her backyard, helping her elder sister, Tana, in clearing out the weeds that had crept up miraculously after the rains.
"Tana, can you please be gentle with the pixie hairs?" Rachel looked up wide-eyed at her older sibling, as Tana yanked another dead root out of her precious patch of primroses.
Tana rolled her eyes at Rachel.
Suddenly, Rachel looked down at her Sunflower printed pants.
It was blood-stained.
"I'm hurt, Tana!" Rachel looked at her sister helplessly but Tana stared back, wordlessly.
In awe and a hint of jealousy.
9-year old Rachel was on all fours in her backyard, helping her elder sister, Tana, in clearing out the weeds that had crept up miraculously after the rains.
"Tana, can you please be gentle with the pixie hairs?" Rachel looked up wide-eyed at her older sibling, as Tana yanked another dead root out of her precious patch of primroses.
Tana rolled her eyes at Rachel.
Suddenly, Rachel looked down at her Sunflower printed pants.
It was blood-stained.
"I'm hurt, Tana!" Rachel looked at her sister helplessly but Tana stared back, wordlessly.
In awe and a hint of jealousy.
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