Twenty Years later

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My sister and I were separated by our divorcing parents and it too k twenty years for us to get together again. I was 9 and she 7 and after the divorce I was taken overseas and had no contact whatsoever with either my mother or sister. I didn't know my mother had died when I was 25 and where my sister was then either. When I was 28 my father and I returned from overseas, as he was very ill (cancer) being a lifelong heavy smoker. In a matter of 2 months, he was gone, and I had the chance to find my mother and sister. I was quite well off and hired a private investigator to find them. I was shocked to find my already dead and no trace of my sister since shortly after my mother's death. I had the knowledge of where my mother was buried, and I started visiting her resting place regularly. Finally on one of my visits a young woman asked me why I was looking at her mother's grave. I said I'm your brother and she fainted and fell to the ground. After I told her our father was also dead and when she was able to talk with me and we told each other what our life was like when we were apart. She was living on a rural property she owned and preferred to be away from the crowds of the city. Not having to work for a living, she was off the grid so to speak. Anyway, after I got my business affairs in order, I went to visit her. Neither of us were seeing anyone or done much dating and we started to stay together and travel to together everywhere. On one of these trips, we slept together. Like the saying once you start it's hard to stop, well we didn't stop and now have 5 children all healthy and we still live on the property together 25 years later.
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2022-12-23
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