When I was five years old, I asked my mother which child was her favourite: me or my sister"
She pondered the question for a moment, then smiled and said, ?You are, dear.? I must have looked stunned because she explained. ?I love your sister too, of course, but I prefer the company of older children, so you?ll always be my favourite.?
I rememb...
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