The hardest lesson for you was sharing, no siblings to play with meant learning late and timeout was always something you hate. Natalie and you were quite the pairing, fighting over Barbie’s hot pink dream car over watching Brady Bunch or Bewitched, over who was, and who was not a bitch, fighting over who got to be the star. But she was just like a sister to you, last time I saw her was your funeral crying like a banshee for the whole world, but being around me just makes her blue. I think she can not forgive me the hurt of my stern refusal to share with her.