Much to my dismay, after Sis was married she spent more time at our house than she did at her own. She was always teasing me. One day while she was teasing me, I grabbed her arm and had it behind her back, twisting it. Mom told me to turn her loose and I was saying no and Sis would giggle. Mom got a belt and would hit me with it if I wouldn't let go and Sis would giggle. This happened several times before I finally let her arm loose.
When I was in the sixth grade, I was supposed to bring a pie to school. My mom was sick or in El Paso, so Sis made a chocolate pie for me to take to school. When the sixth graders saw that ugly pie, they said "Let's give this pie to the fifth graders!"
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