When we were in our early twenties. My sister and I worked at the same place. It was a restaurant called " Tops Big Boy" in Glen Ellyn Ill. I was a hostess/waitress. Diane was a car hop.

At night when we would get off work. I would drive her home. We only lived across the street. I didn't want to move too far from her. I would always go up to her apartment with her. I always had to go in first. I would look to see if any burglars were there. As I would open the door, I would always glance back at her. She would be standing with her lips tucked in, and rubbing her hands as always. To break the tension, I would quickly push the door open and yell " Is there anyone here? I need a date tonight." As I looked at Diane (sister). She would be standing there with a half smile on her face. And rolling her eye's at me. As I did every night she worked. I would check the place out. Under the bed, in the closets, bathroom, and in the drawers just to get her laughing. When I was done, we would say goodnight and just hug each other. At times it tickled me because I made her laugh. And other times it scared me. What would she do if I wasn't there? She did eventually move down to go live with my mother in Florida. They bought her a mobile home so she could have her privacy. Forty five years later. I am still Illinois. Thank You for taking the time to read this story. All true.

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