By Lesette Heath
My sister is a criminal.
Spending Black Friday at the mall was her idea. How could I deny the little extortionist who filmed me sneaking in late?
“If Dad ever knew,” Mimi said, with a list of demands.
Since then, I’ve become obsessed with stealing a nine-year-old’s phone, plotting revenge. But that ended when she disappeared into a dizzying sea of holiday shoppers.
“Excuse me, Ms.?” said a security guard, a wailing Mimi beside him.
“Hey, Munchkin. What’s wrong?”
“Jordan, I lost my phone.”
My eyes well up, too…with tears of joy.
Love this! It perfectly captures mall life with a child.
I got a kid sister whom I love very much. She’s also a brat. We don’t get along. She’s 75 years old now. lives in Connecticut, but I’ll probably never see her again. She hung up the phone on me last time we spoke. l’ll probably won’t see her again until we meet in heaven.
You wrote a beautiful story Lesette, you really moved me. Keep them coming.
Rudy
This story is powerfully evocative. It takes me back to when I was a kid—with a younger sister. The ending was perfect. It’s very well-crafted!
Very humorous and entertaining with a touch of realism concerning a plausible or believable sibling scenario.
I am an only child, so I did not experience this personally, but I felt every word, as if it brought back an unknown repressed memory. I enjoyed the piece and felt I was getting a glance into a day in their life. I kind of felt guilty for enjoying the ending a bit too much. Great piece!
Delightful! Proof positive that crime doesn’t pay!
Great read! I can relate. Similar stories with friends growing up! Thank you for sharing with us!
Lesette, what a captivating story. I have an older brother and I can say he is my best friend. Life wouldn’t be the same without our siblings, would it? All the best to you, and I hope to read more stories from you soon. Paula