At some point it appears that the door was closed and whomever was there should now know my decision. As I cuddled up against my nearly limp sister sh... let out a final sigh. “Is this all I am to you brother?” she sniffed softly as she succumbed to exhaustion, too tired even for tears. No dagger could match the pain of the stab she delivered directly to my heart.“I’m sorry sweet sister”, I had planned to say. But whether the words came out, or were just in my head is a mystery as I too gave in. "From the look on your face, I take it she's showed you her collection of toys and clothes?" she asked with a slight smile.Tony could only nod in response."Aww, looks like she's speechless." Sophie teased, still calling him by his portrayed gender.She closed the wardrobe and drawers and gently pulled a still-speechless Tony over to the bed and pushed him into a sitting position.When he finally snapped out of it, Tony found himself cradling a beer he only just remembered being passed to him. He. He stood and walked to meet the family's car as it pulled into the drive."Well aren't you looking particularly beautiful in that dress today," Tony said as he was helping Rebecca out of the car. She was wearing a floral print dress that even sitting down draped well below her knees.Rebecca started to protest then caught herself. Perhaps Tina was right and he was sincere. "Thank you Tony," she replied smiling up at him from the chair.Twenty minutes later Rebecca had been wheeled out on the front. At first he kept his distance but his deep set eyes roamed over her in a way that made her feel like prey. One day it happened. He was leaning in the doorway watching her stack supplies, thumb holstered in his pocket. He’d been quiet that day. She missed the off color jokes and the insults that she loved. In fact, he barely talked. Maybe he’s found someone, she thought; someone young and husband-free. He didn’t even seem to notice as she slipped by him, chiding herself for wanting to cry. She.