Growing up, my sister and I were the bickering types. It was always who could tattle first, who had to take out the trash and who had the best grades. It wasn’t until I left for college, when I had my first taste of the “real world,” that Caroline became my rock and support. While she lived in Boston, it was easy to plan the monthly visit. However, in September she left the East Coast behind and headed to the flat and tan land of Dallas, Texas. My first visit was planned for late November, to spend Thanksgiving and her early December birthday together. We were going to wing the Thanksgiving dinner, roam the local malls and outlets on Black Friday, and spend a calm and restful week together. Or so I thought.

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