The Line

My Sister and I get on famously. As her kids have often asked, "why do you cackle so much together?" Its because we have been given the same slightly odd sense of humor. Usually we are pretty good about sharing, though I would say Rhi is more greedy and I have a sense that she would say the same about me. But I recently came to an instance where my greed reared its ugly head. We are members of a fruit and Veg co-op. There came a chance to purchase 12 punnets of blackberries for a reasonable cost of $14. I had called her to see if she would want to share in the bounty. Unfortunately for her she didn't answer. I went ahead and bought them anyway. Six each would be plenty, right? Then the blessed day came when they arrived. As soon as I got them, I thought "she hasn't really paid, these can all be MINE!!!"She wouldn't remember anyway. But she did, even pestered me for a bit. Luckily we do live a drive apart. I wondered if I would buckle. My inner strength kicked it.  And I kept all of them. I still have four left. But I thought of her often as I baked this pie, which I gave to the parents to curry favorite child status. And during the cobbler. And when I just snacked on them or put them in yogurt. I shall also think of her when I use the last four. I love my sister, but there are lines in every relationship it just happens that mine is made of Blackberries.
                                                                          Ash

Thinking of you always, Rhi