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intheheartTitle: Please
Rating: PG
Summary: The last time Theresa Wright ever spoke to her sister.
"Yvonne, please," Theresa said, clasping her hands at her breast. "Please, you could have anyone, why must it be him?"
Yvonne did not look away from her mirror, nor did she pause in combing the long golden hair that had been the envy of Theresa's childhood. "He's mine," she said. "He's always been mine."
"Please, I love him—" One last try; Theresa reached for her sister's shoulder. But Yvonne raised a hand, and laughed when Theresa flinched, a cold laugh that raised the hairs on the back of her neck.
"He's mine," Yvonne said, still laughing, and Theresa fled.
Rating: PG
Summary: The last time Theresa Wright ever spoke to her sister.
"Yvonne, please," Theresa said, clasping her hands at her breast. "Please, you could have anyone, why must it be him?"
Yvonne did not look away from her mirror, nor did she pause in combing the long golden hair that had been the envy of Theresa's childhood. "He's mine," she said. "He's always been mine."
"Please, I love him—" One last try; Theresa reached for her sister's shoulder. But Yvonne raised a hand, and laughed when Theresa flinched, a cold laugh that raised the hairs on the back of her neck.
"He's mine," Yvonne said, still laughing, and Theresa fled.
