She’s a woman of many colors. Striped black and white pants with floral tops and knee high yellow boots. All in one outfit. On the regular.
She eats sherbet ice cream with rainbow sprinkles and is not ashamed to say what she wants and go after it.
I’m a cowboy. A loan shark. I’m quiet. I think, plan, protect. I don’t indulge in colors, pleasure or spontaneity… until she barrels her way into my life.
She’s perfect. She’s rainbows and beauty and life.
Until she gets the diagnosis that sends both our lives in a tailspin.
It’s time I make a choice. Do I do what I should and keep my sister’s best friend at a distance or do I make her mine?