The Secret Society of Sisters

There are six of us and we have four brothers, but they don’t share the dirt the way we do each summer at the Jersey Shore.

Our lips are sealed. What happens among sisters stays among sisters.

I don’t feel sorry for people who didn’t grow up as we did, in a big family in a small house, ten kids plus two parents. But I do feel sorry for anyone who didn’t survive the crowd with a bunch of sisters, six…