By Tatiana Pozdnyakova
Bent over the bathroom sink, Kylie kept wiping her eyes. What they did was too cruel. Maybe I can persuade Mom. Maybe we can undo it. We handled it for 15 years, so why give up now? She closed her eyes and yet again conjured his smile, all at once crooked, sweet, and dear; his polio-broken walk; the way he gazed at her and past her at the same time, muttering inarticulately, “I lo-ove you-u, b-big sis-ter!”
The place is staffed with the best direct support professionals, they said. Howbeit, Kylie knew that even the best-meaning strangers would never replace family.
So touchingly beautiful. Well done.
Thank you for the kind words!
A very touching story….
Really well written flash story on the subject of very very tough life choices regarding family life.
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