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When we were little, Mark carried the luggage. I carried the snacks. When I became the taller sister, the physics of family changed. I became the one asked to reach the Thanksgiving turkey from the top freezer. I was the one who had to sit in the backseat of the sedan because my knees no longer fit behind the driver’s seat.

The tall younger sister was born. Let’s be real for a moment. The "full story" of a tall younger sister isn't all glossy magazine covers and volleyball trophies. The middle school years were a brutal landscape of ill-fitting jeans and slow-dance terror. tall younger sister story full

At first, Mark resented it. "You're cheating," he'd say. "Girls grow first. It doesn't count." When we were little, Mark carried the luggage

I see you. I was you.