What can i say? This is the final part in this series. I would have been done much sooner, but I started over three times because I felt like I did a garbage job with the other attempts. With that out of the way, let me explain this story. I tried my best to please every type of reader. This story is in full dialogue (I'm not very good at writing dialogue, but I will let you decide); it has the storyline that this series has always had; and it contains the most detailed sex scene that I have ever written. I tried to make this last story the best, but it is your decision whether it is good or not. Without further ado, please enjoy this final installment.
How do you fathom the possibility that everyday you wake up there is a chance that you will lose someone close to you? Life is not guaranteed, and everyday should be treated as a gift; a privilege. You can lose everything before you can take two deep breaths. If you don’t take what is yours, then you can’t lose what isn’t: but if you do take what is yours, then you have no excuse if you give it up…………
Everything for my Sister – Final Chapter
“Light… Where does it come from?”
The sun poured through the curtains and into our room the next morning. The heat caused the temperature of my eyelids to rise just enough to wake me up. I dreamily stared around our room as my vision focused. Everything was different: light had made it to all corners of the room. The amount of detail that I was seeing was marvelous. I couldn’t even bring myself to blink out of fear that it would all be lost.
I felt something warm next to my own body, and my gaze was immediately drawn to the person lying next to me. Bethany shifted in her sleep, as if my stare was strong enough to penetrate the deepest recesses of her dreams. She was beautiful: The light played across her face and all of her features were magnified seven-fold. I wished that I could stay in that moment forever; just watching Bethany sleep.
Alas, the light in the room shifted and shadows crept into the corners of the room. I looked around and a feeling of sadness washed over me, as if something special had just been taken away from me. A few tears sprang to my eyes as reality dawned on me. This was the life that I had been dealt; not one full of peace and light. Who was I to bask in the glow of something that didn’t belong to me?
I sat up and my eyes scanned the room once again. “Back to normal”, I whispered to myself, as I got out of bed. Bethany moved again as the bed shifted, but she didn’t wake up. I glanced at the clock and found that it was still somewhat early in the morning.
I walked into the living room and grabbed some of my clothes before heading to the bathroom to take a shower. The water was lukewarm, but I didn’t expect the temperature to be anything different. A million thoughts, with a million second-thoughts, raced through my mind as the water poured on me.
Bethany and I had effectively finalized our relationship last night and there was no way of going back. There are two options when you are dealing with history. You can either attempt to burn the parchment, or you can take the pen and write it yourself. I don’t own a lighter, but I do have a pen.
On those thoughts, I realized what needed to be done. I finished up my shower and got dressed before going back to mine and Bethany’s room. Bethany was still asleep, so I moved her hair off of her face and planted a kiss on her forehead before walking out to my truck.
The air was chilly and the sky was a deep grey, and looked as if it was threatening rain. “Perfect”, I said to myself, because I had grown to appreciate the rain throughout the last couple years. I got in my truck and pulled my wallet out of my pocket. The woman from social-services had given me her business card yesterday and I had been tempted to tear it up. I was happy that I hadn’t because I was going to need some help now.
I typed her number into my cell phone and waited for her to answer. On the fifth ring, I heard her voice sound questioningly through the ear piece.
“Hey…. This is the guy you spoke with yesterday at the funeral”.
“Ohhh, hey; do you need something?”
“No, I am just calling to ask how your morning is going…. Of course I need something”.
“Usually when people want something from someone, they politely ask for it”.
“Thanks for the speech on morals. Yesterday you had said that there was a shot that I could get custody of Bethany over my grandparents. How absolute was that statement?”
“Hold on a sec, let me get your file……….. Oh yes here it is. Well, you just turned eighteen not too long ago, and your job doesn’t really pay enough to support a dependent. You are probably looking at a 50/50 chance. Judges usually don’t get any enjoyment out of breaking up siblings, and that is the only thing really working in your favor”.
“I have supported two other people on a smaller paycheck, and Bethany turns seventeen in a month; isn’t that old enough to be able to make the decision herself?”
“Trust me; you’re not the first person to ask this, but no. Bethany would have to be eighteen before the decision rests solely with her”.
“But when our parents got divorced, we made the decision as to where were going to go”.
“No you didn’t, you were asked where you would rather go. When parents split up and they are both equally capable of taking care of the children; then the child’s opinions are taken into account, but it isn’t full proof. Stuff like this only goes to court if there is a dispute on who will take custody”.
“So what you are telling me is that I am going to need to make a pretty good case to get Bethany”.
“No, I am telling you that you are going to need a damn good case. The other option is your grandparents and they are more than capable of taking care of Bethany. One odd thing though is that they refused to take you in”.
“What is weirder is that they actually have a say in the matter. We haven’t spoken to them in years and I find it ridiculous that they are showing any interest in the matter. As for them not wanting me; I honestly don’t care. I have taken care of Bethany and myself for years now.
“All of that sounds well-and-good, but you are going to need more. I also get the feeling that this wasn’t even the reason that you called me”.
“You’re half-correct; the reason I called was to ask you how good you are at your job”.
“What do you mean?”
“Exactly what it sounded like: would you consider yourself good at your job?”
“Of course I think that I am”.
“Good; I’m on my way to your office right now”.
With that, I hung up my phone and started my truck. I checked the address on her card again before backing out of my driveway. Her office was only seven miles away, but it still took me thirty minutes to find it. I walked into the building that her office was in, and checked the building-map to find which office was hers. As I was looking a woman’s voice rang out from behind me.
“Sir, sir, do you need help with something?”
“Not rea…… actually, do you know where uhhhh Ms. Brooke’s office is”, I replied as I pulled her business card back out to get her name.
“Second floor; do you have an appointment?”
“Naturally”, I said with a wink.
I located the stairs and walked up to the second floor. There were about five offices on the floor, so I checked all of the names on the doors as I walked down the hallway. Hers happened to be the very last one and I gave her door a quick knock. “Come in”, Brookes’ voice sounded from the other side of the door. I walked in and was astonished at how unorganized her office was.
“Oh, I was wondering when you were finally going to arrive”.
“I got lost”.
“You are pretty bold, barging into a social services worker’s office without an appointment”.
“I guess we have different opinions on the term “barging”, but I’m not here to debate that”.
“Then tell me, please, why are you here?”
“No need to beat-around-the-bush this time; I need someone who knows the system to help me prepare a case for the judge”.
“That is what a lawyer is for”.
“You know that I can’t afford a lawyer”.
“See; that is one your problems, you don’t have the money to keep up with Bethany’s needs. On a side note:
why do think that I would do it for anything less than a lawyer would make?”
“No, I don’t have money to waste on a lawyer. As I have said before, I have taken care of Bethany for a while now. I figured that you would do this out of the kindness of your heart”.
“The kindness of my heart? I can’t spend that anywhere”.
“You also can’t spend “nothing” if I just walk out this office right now. At least you will feel better about
yourself if you do help”.
“Touché; what do you have in mind?”
“So you will help?”
“I’ll see what I can do”.
We went over the details of the case, and by the time we were done I felt like it would be a miracle. Brookes had gone over what our grandparents were bringing to the table. They had quite a large amount of money from my mother’s life insurance. I would only be getting my dad’s house because he didn’t have any life insurance.
During the drive home Bethany texted me; asking me where I was. I sent her a quick message back that just said that I would be home in a couple minutes. When I pulled into the driveway, a couple rain drops splattered against my windshield as it started to rain.
Bethany was standing beside the front door and waved at me when I got out of my truck. She immediately asked “Where were you all morning” when I approached her.
“That social services woman’s office”, I replied back as I put my arm around her and made our way through the front door.
“What have you been doing there for this long”.
“I have been trying to make sure that we stay together”.
“How is that going?” Bethany asked with a small voice.
“It’s… uhh….. a work in progress”, I sputtered out.
“Wow; that makes it sound like it isn’t going well. When is the hearing anyway?”
“Like I said; it’s a work in progress, and the hearing is in three days. Come on, let’s do something today.
We haven’t done anything fun a while and we have to go back to school tomorrow”.
“What do you have in mind?” Bethany asked.
“Hmmm…. Uhhhh… What are you in the mood for?”
“How about just a nice dinner; I am tired of eating sandwiches”.
“The sounds good to me”, I replied back.
It was still afternoon, so we had some time to spare. I laid down on the couch and Bethany went back to her room. The rain had picked up outside and the temperature in the house started to drop. I went to the living room closet and grabbed a blanket and laid back down.
After a couple of minutes, Bethany’s door opened and she walked out wearing a white-cotton shirt and a pair of my boxers. She immediately caught my attention and I could feel my pants getting tighter by the second.
Bethany walked up to the couch and sat on my legs before saying “If you’re cold, then can come into my room”. A feeling of déjà vu crept into my mind as I remembered hearing those words said before.
“I doubt that your floor is warmer than the couch”, I replied with a smirk.
“Shhhh”, Bethany said back as she put her finger on my lips.
I sat up and pulled her into her into a kiss. The room was getting warmer as the seconds rolled on. After a couple minutes of making-out, a few beads of sweat started to form on my forehead. Bethany suddenly stopped and said “I still think that my room is warmer”. Seeing the truth in her words, I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist.
I carried her through her doorway and into her room. I collapsed on top of her on our bed, and we started to feverishly kiss again. I moved my hand over her stomach and started rubbing from her naval to the underside of her boob. Her skin was soft and warm underneath my fingers.
Bethany suddenly stopped and pulled her shirt off and laid back down on the bed. The sight of her bare chest awoke the “beast” inside of me and I instantly took one of her nipples in my mouth. I nibbled it lightly before giving the other one my attention. I fondled her breasts for a few more minutes before beginning my
decent to her pussy.
By the time by tongue made it to her naval, she was wiggling around on the bed. I pulled her waistband down and off, thus revealing her pussy lips to me. I placed a kiss on both of her thighs before putting one kiss directly on her clit.
Bethany let out the faintest of moans, but it was loud enough to motivate me to pick up the pace. My tongue began to probe the inside of her pussy as I reveled in the flow of juices coming out of her. Her moans filled the air as a climax approached, and I felt her hands on the back of my head.
She started grinding against my face and it took a decent portion of my focus to stay in rhythm with her movement. Her hands suddenly tightened their grip on the back of my head at the same time that her pussy gripped my tongue. A wave of juices made its way into my mouth as I savored the taste. Her body made a few jerking movements and she was mostly silent as the orgasm traveled throughout her body.
I stood up and stared at Bethany. After her orgasm subsided, she sat up and started groping my cock through my pants. My dick was already hard so this was unnecessary, so I did us both a favor and pulled my pants and boxers off.
My dick stood up as it was released from its prison and Bethany took it into her mouth. Her lips closed around it and her tongue started massaging the underside of it. After a couple minutes her slobber began
to drip down my sack and onto the floor. It was a miracle that I managed to last as long as I did before the imminent signs of an orgasm shot through my body. The euphoric sensations took over soon after as I shot my load into Bethany’s mouth.
My knees wobbled and I knew that I was going to fall over. I laid down beside Bethany and she snuggled up to me. I began to notice the chilliness of the air as it blew over the sweat clinging to my body. I pulled Bethany in closer and covered us up with one of our blankets. “Are we still going to dinner tonight?” I whispered in Bethany’s ear.
“Of course we are. We are going to make the best of our time together”, she whispered back.
A couple hours later, I was awakened by the sound of my cell phone ringing. I fell out of bed as I scrambled to my discarded pants lying on the floor. I didn’t even bother checking to see who was calling before answering and saying “Who’s this?”
“This is Brookes...”
“Who’s that?” I replied back tiredly.
“I’m the woman from social services. Are you drunk or something?”
“Wait…. What? No, no, no, no I just woke up from a nap. Has something come up?” I quickly said; coming to my senses.
“Right…. I just received a phone call from the judge in charge of your hearing. He has something planned over the next week, and said that he will listen to your case tomorrow”.
“Tomorrow! What the fuck? Can it not just get pushed back, instead of moved forward?”
“I’m sorry, but I have no control over what day the judge pulls out”, Brookes said back with a regretful tone.
“Shit. Do I need to go over there or something?”
“It wouldn’t hurt if we went over a few more things”.
“Alright; I’ll be there in about ten minutes”, I said with a sigh, as I hung up the phone.
I looked over at Bethany, who was still sound asleep, and figured that it would be best if she knew what was going on. I gently shook her awake and she stared blearily at me before saying “Are we going to dinner?”
“No… Uhhh, the social services woman wants to go over more stuff...”
“Can it not wait?”
“No… court date got moved to tomorrow”, I sputtered out slowly.
“Holy shit; are you serious?”
“Nah, I’m just kidding”.
“That’s not one of your best jokes”, Bethany said, even though she still chuckled a bit.
“Actually I wasn’t kidding; that would be the stupidest thing to lie about”.
“Glad to see that you’re taking all of this seriously”.
“I’ve told you a hundred times that there is absolutely no way that I would give you up to anyone. Trust me; I am very serious right now”, I said back.
“But, what if……….”; “No, there is no what if. Let’s get dressed, the woman expects us there in about ten minutes”, I interrupted in.
“Alright let’s go. I’m going to be so happy when all of this is done”, Bethany replied back in a tired tone.
We both went to go get dressed, and I was naturally finished first. I only waited in the living room for a few minutes before Bethany appeared from our room. We walked out into the storm that was still raging and I thought in my mind that I was getting tired of the dreary weather. The drive to Brookes’ office only took ten minutes now that I knew where I was going.
When we arrived, Brookes welcomed us into her office before delving right into business. It was already a little late at night when we arrived, but the hours drug by at a mind-numbing pace. Brookes made sure she went over every small detail. Bethany and I were still appreciative that she was willing to do so much without any money.
We bid her a good night at 2:00 in the morning before heading back home. As we were heading out of the door; Brookes stopped me and pulled me aside as Bethany walked out of her office.
“I didn’t want to say this in front of Bethany, but I wouldn’t put too much hope into you getting custody of her. It isn’t that you will be a bad guardian; it’s just that your grandparents are stable and definitely have the means to care for her”, she started off.
“Oh I’ll get her”. I said back with a smile as I walked out of the office and followed in Bethany’s footsteps.
The drive back home was completely silent. I had a tight knot in my stomach that was clouding my thoughts, and I can only assume that Bethany felt the same way. The storm had died down a bit, but was still going stronger than the usual spring shower.
When we pulled into the driveway, I looked over at Bethany who met my stare. She recognized the pained look in my eyes and understanding dawned on her. Tears began to leak down her face and I couldn’t bear to see her cry. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her into a tight hug.
Bethany continued to cry as I rubbed my hand up and down her back. I eventually let go of her and put my thumb under her hand and raised her face to mine. She was still crying and I gave her a kiss before whispering “I will do anything for you; remember that”.
Bethany just nodded her head and buried her face back into my shoulder. The minutes ticked by before we finally got out of the car and went inside. A wave of tiredness engulfed us when we entered our room and I wanted nothing more than to sleep. The trial was at 3:00 in the afternoon the following day, so we had time to get a good-night sleep.
It was still raining the following afternoon when I woke up. I got and walked over to the window to look outside. The sky was just one grey blur, and I sincerely wished that the sun would appear for even a small amount of time. I was tired of always living in darkness.
My eyes quickly glanced around the room before stopping on Bethany. A pang of sadness mixed with anxiety filled my thoughts. I had trouble accepting the fact that Bethany’s life over the next few years would be decided by some judge. I couldn’t bear the thought that I wouldn’t be able to wake-up with her body next to mine.
On those thoughts, an inkling-of-a-thought started in my head. The more that I thought about it, the more I realized that I couldn’t ignore it. A plan formed soon after that wasn’t my most rational plan, but I put us in this situation; so I was going to at least be the one in control of it.
At 1:00 in the afternoon, I gently shook Bethany awake. She blinked around for a few seconds as consciousness filled her mind. Her eyes finally found me and a smile formed across her lips. “Morning”, she whispered as I kissed her forehead.
“Afternoon is more like it. We have to be at the court house in two hours”, I said back.
“I really wish that this wouldn’t have come”, Bethany whispered back with a sigh.
“You’re telling me, but things will go our way”.
“How do you know? How do you know that I won’t end up with our grandparents and away from you?”
“Because I won’t let that happen”, I replied slowly.
“I wish that I was as confident as you are right now. I am willing go so far to be with you, but it still rests with the judge’s decision”.
An hour later we were both dressed and in my truck. “Buckle up”, I said with a wink, before pulling out of the driveway. The drive was just as silent as it was last night as our nerves racked our thoughts.
We arrived at the court house at 2:30 and walked inside with our heads high. Brookes wasn’t there because she had other business to attend, but she made sure that I knew what I was doing. Bethany and I waited around for the remaining thirty minutes before we were called into the judge’s office. The judge greeted us with a quick “Hello”, before motioning to two seats in front of him. He continued by saying “So you are here to dispute the custody of Bethany”.
“Yes, your honor”, I said back evenly.
“Well, I have gone over the significant details of the situation already, and one question comes to my mind.
Why on Earth to do you want to have custody over your sister so badly?”
“Ummm”, I started dumbfounded at the question, “I have always taken care of Bethany and we are closer than any brother and sister that you have probably encountered”.
“I see… You feel an obligation to care for her. I admire that, but I must assure you that your grandparents are under better conditions than you, and she will be happier”, the judge said back.
“But I’ll be happier with my brother”, Bethany piped in.
“You do not know that”, the judge said; turning his attention toward Bethany. “Your grandparents will be able to pay for your school needs, your clothes, and anything else a teenage girl needs”.
“I can do all that”, I said quickly, “I can sell the house and we could move into a small apartment. I recently got a promotion at work, so I make a decent wage”.
“That is all well-and-good son, but someone your age should be worrying about college and girlfriends; not taking care of your little sister”.
“But I want to take care of Bethany. I am willing to give up everything to make sure we stay together. We have been through so much, and no other person can give her the care that I can”, I said back loudly.
“It is because of those reasons that I can’t, in good conscience, put you through that. I don’t want to keep another teenager out of college. I don’t want you to miss out on the prime of your youth. I can tell that you are the protective type, and all I can say is that everyone will have a better life if Bethany stayed with your grandparents”. The judge reasoned.
“I will be happier though”, Bethany and I both said at the same time.
“My decision is final. Bethany will be moved to your grandparent’s home in three days”.
“Your honor please”, I burst out in frustration.
“Trust me; this decision was for your own good. You and Bethany may leave now”, the judge said back.
The finality in his tone was strong enough to make me realize that there was nothing I could do to change his mind. I stood up and signaled for Bethany to follow me. Tears were already staining her cheeks as we walked out of his office and back out to my truck. The drive was quiet except for the sound of Bethany crying. When we pulled into the driveway, I put my hand on Bethany’s shoulder and asked “How far?”
“What… what do you mean?” Bethany asked back through a sob.
“How far were you willing to go?”
“Ummmm”, Bethany started before gaining her composure and saying “As far as it takes. Why?”
“Like I said earlier; I’m not letting you get away from me”, I said back as I pulled her into a kiss.
It was a wet kiss, but I enjoyed it just as much as any other. As we kissed, the plan that I had formulated earlier had spread through my thoughts as it became apparent that it was going to be put into motion. Bethany was still oblivious and I was going to keep it that way for at least that night.
Bethany stopped kissing me long enough to whisper “I love you”, before kissing me again. My hand drifting to her side by reflex and I started rubbing from her waist to her the underside of her boob. It didn’t take long for my cock to make a tent in my pants.
Our making-out grew too furious for my truck to hold and I pulled away from Bethany and got out of my truck. I strode around to her side and opened her door and picked her up into my arms. I carried her through the front door and into the living room.
By the time that I laid her down on the couch, she already had her shirt halfway off. I pulled off my clothes quickly and helped her get the rest of her clothes off. We were both completely naked in no time and making-out again.
My hand found her boobs and I began rubbing my fingers over her nipples; enjoying the feeling of them hardening beneath my touch. As I fondled her nipples, I felt Bethany’s fingers close around my cock. Her soft hands slowly slid up and down my shaft and would occasionally give my balls a squeeze.
My hand eventually slid down past her naval and onto her wet pussy. Her pussy lips opened on my touch and a wave of juice met my hand. I used my thumb to massage her clit as I penetrated her pussy with my middle finger. Bethany’s hips started to sway in motion with my hand and she let a few moans escape her mouth.
She was no longer stroking my cock because she was so involved with what I was doing with her pussy. I looked up at her face and smiled because she had her eyes closed as she concentrated on the imminent orgasm. I worked her pussy harder and was met with a loud moan before her pussy put a death-grip on my finger. Her body went through the uncontrollable muscle twitches that accompany a climax.
When she came down from her orgasm, I flipped her over and leaned her over the couch. Just seeing her torso draped over the back of the couch with her ass in the air, was enough to make my cock feel like it was going to explode.
Bethany’s pussy was dripping wet as I pushed the tip of my cock in. She took an intake of breath as she adjusted to the girth. I pushed my cock halfway in before pulling all the way out and going back in halfway. I slowly did this a couple more times before pushing as far in as I could. She could handle roughly three-quarters of my cock before I bottomed out.
Her tight pussy gripped my cock enough that my thrusts were somewhat slow. I loved how warm her pussy was and I knew that I wouldn’t last as long as I would like, but we were going to enjoy it. As I fucked her, sweat quickly formed over both of our bodies and it felt like the temperature in the room rose significantly.
Soon after I sped up my thrusts, Bethany’s moans began to ring through the air again. They became more-and-more frequent the longer we fucked. I kind of wished that she would stop because her moans were making it harder for me to last.
I felt the familiar feeling of Bethany’s pussy tightening around my cock and I knew that she was having another orgasm. The feeling of her warm pussy gripping my cock harder put me over the edge and my balls strained as I held the climax back long enough to pull out of her. I shot my load all over her back and collapsed on the couch beside her.
After she regained control of her own body, Bethany laid down on top of me. She stared into my eyes with a smile before whispering again “I love you”. Her eyes closed as tiredness washed over her and we laid there for a bit before I decided that our bed would be more comfortable. I slowly slid Bethany off of me and stood up. I picked Bethany back up and carried her into our room and laid her gently down onto our bed, as to not wake her. Sleep came quickly to me and I welcomed it with open arms.
The next morning I woke up with Bethany snuggled up next to me. I put my arm over her and thought over what all I had to do that day. It was still very early in the morning, so I figured that I could finish up by the afternoon and help Bethany pack when I was finished.
I got out of bed and scribbled a quick note and placed it on the bedside table. The first thing that I had to do was stop by the bank. I didn’t have too much money, but I wanted to check just how much. After visiting the bank, I went to the convenience store and bought a “No Trespassing” sign. I didn’t want anyone messing around with my house while I was going to be gone.
By the time that I finished all of my errands, it was 1:00 in the afternoon. I arrived home and met Bethany in the living room, and she was watching TV. She gave me a smile and quick “Hey”, when I walked through the door.
“Good afternoon”, I said back and continued with, “Uhhh, you need to be at our grandparent’s house by tomorrow; it is about time to start packing”.
“Yeah, I guess”, Bethany mumbled back.
“I’ll help; we are going to leave tonight so that we miss all of the traffic”.
“What? I hoped that we could have one more night together”, Bethany said back quickly.
“We will have the drive to be together”.
Bethany’s eyes drooped at my words, but she got up and began packing what few items that she possessed. It only took us two hours to pack all of her stuff into the back of my truck. We passed the remaining time watching television together. We both drifted off to sleep as we laid together on the couch, and I was awakened hours later by a particularly loud noise from the television.
I stared around the room before my eyes found a clock on the wall. It was 4:13 in the morning and I quickly sat up and shook Bethany awake. When her eyes opened, I whispered in her ear “Time to go”.
“But I don’t want to”, she said back almost childishly.
“Sorry, but we have to”.
We got up and went out to my truck. The cold morning air engulfed my body and I was shivering in a matter of seconds. Bethany and I quickly got in my truck and I pulled out of the driveway and began our journey. I looked into my rearview mirror and a tear formed in my eye as I watched our home get smaller
After ten minutes of driving, Bethany unbuckled herself and laid her head down on my lap. My thoughts raced back to when Bethany had done the exact same thing when we left other mother’s apartment. I subconsciously began rubbing my fingers through her hair as I drove on.
The sun peaked over the horizon after a couple hours and the cab of my truck was lit up in a brilliant glow. The light penetrated every square inch and the warmth felt great against my skin. I looked down at Bethany and noticed, once again, how beautiful she looked in the light. I couldn’t help but smile as I took in the brilliance of everything.
The sudden heat was enough to wake Bethany up and she sat up and asked tiredly “Are we almost there?”
“I don’t know”, I replied back.
“Are we lost or something?”
Bethany suddenly realized what I meant and a smile formed across her face. “Where are we going anyway?”
I hope that you enjoyed reading this whole series. I know that this ending is a bit more open than I would have liked it to be, but this is how I intended it to end since before I wrote the first installment. The series isn’t titled “Everything for my Sister” for nothing. Once again, I hope that you enjoyed this story and sorry about the ridiculously long wait. I am also sorry that this is my last story.