my sister jean chapter 2
Chapter 2 — The Couch I really liked Jean. Heck, I adored her. She was a wonderful sister and I know she loved me as well. So it wasn’t an act when I set out to be her champion. I stuck up for her. I defended her from my mom’s sometimes erratic sense of fair play and when my friends teased her, I’d only let it go so far. I’d let those guys know that she was my sister and not to disrespect her. Jean, at first, was uncertain, but her loving nature pushed right through. She spoke to me with affection and began to engage me in conversation, at first about inconsequential things, but later about “boy-girl” things. Our relationship had been changed. It was growing more “real,” never to go back to our …