She'd changed a lot since I'd seen her last. That raggedy dress had concealed her body. She was tall now, probably five-eight, a little too thin, but still had a shape that would keep a man's attention. The nicely trimmed, clean blond hair and green eyes helped. She had grown into a beautiful woman.
Jade dropped her backpack and ran to me, not slowing down until we collided, nearly knocking me off my feet. I hadn't seen my sister since I was ten. Her face was buried in my neck, sobbing and mumbling, "Never thought I'd see you...... I missed you.....so happy."
We stood in that modest home and hugged. Jade felt good in my arms. When we were together, I was her protector. We shared all our kid secrets. When she went away, I cried for a week, and then anytime I thought of her, I cried again.
