My Sweet

"s**t it!" That's my sister, Em. Loud, proud, outspoken and accident prone. She just spilled some of her coffee. That outburst is just the tip of the words spoken. "Jeez, Em! Do you have to be so loud." I try and fail to rein her in. "What? Nobody knows us.." She trips and spills all of her coffee. "Ahhhh seriously!? Why, oh why!? I hate Ireland! I'm more clumsy here!" I smile at her as she is trying to salvage her new sweater. " Em, stop drinking so much every night. Maybe, you won't fall over your own feet.." "We're in Ireland, we are supposed to drink. That's what people do here. I'm going to get another cup. You coming?" "Nah," I close my eyes and lift my head. "I want to soak up some sun." I hear Em turn and say " You so weird." "Yea, I'm the weird one". I say to myself. Looking up again, I block everything out. 'I'm here Bee, I'm trying to move on. Every day is better. I just miss you so much.' I stand there, smiling to myself, knowing what his reply would be. ' yes, yes I love you too.' He would give me a playful shove. Just at thàt moment I flew across the pavement. Somebody just bumped into me!! "Jaysis!" a man's voice sounds out. I start to laugh. Big, hysterical, belly laugh. I can't stop.