"One of your daughters is scared of being in a relationship because of what she had seen, maybe of what she had experienced. [She] Is afraid of getting hurt, and she doesn't want that," the fortune teller told my mom. I laughed. "It's my sister, it's my sister," I chided, but my eyes would have given me away.
I've got a fear much much greater than that, only I choose not to be scared.
