A Weekend with My Big sis
A Weekend with my Big s*s.This story starts quite slowly, but I recommend that you persevere. I promise you it's worth it. At least I think so!!I got the train to Marylebone at around 4pm. It was a Friday so the carriage was fairly busy as usual. I didn't really mind as I was going to London to see my big sister for the weekend. Georgia is ten years older than me and we both have different fathers. My mum had Georgia when she was only 17; she divorced her dad and married mine a few years later....