B Y D A V I D M c Q U E L And she kept praying for her hostile sister. Her sister was not exceptionally attractive or a sought-after kind of girl, however, she was a wild cat. She plunged into the world headlong. She was not going to deprive herself anything fun. She has had enough deprivations in life, she thought. Their parents were extremely principled and unbending conservatives who believed in nothing but hard work and success. As the girls grew, their lives were basically planned and their goals for their future were right between the eye’s day and night addictively. As a child the routine were pretty simple: school, home then church. As she grew up, sports were lightly added and house chores. She heard hilarious stories from classmates. Most of it was strange but lot of it projected as fun. Hanging around folks for so long and hearing the same things for long gets registered in your memory. I didn’t know then. To me, all was meaningless jab. All