What happens in Vegas
As I sat in the passenger seat of the rented cherry red BMW 650 convertible biting my already nubby nails in anticipation of the event soon to come, I took a moment to silently thank the universe for my sisters. God could not have created a more symbiotic foursome had we been borne of the same parents. Ling was driving. She was always the chosen one on road trips lasting over an hour because she the focused responsible one. She accepted no phones call interruptions and rarely even spoke when...
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