As anybody with two older sisters can tell you, a closed door is like a red rag to a bull. It cannot go unchallenged.

Kun nyt katselin silmänsä ummistanutta, polvistunutta Feelyä, jonka taivaaseen suunnatut sormenpäät koskettivat toisiaan, muodostamassa huulillaan hartaita, suloisia sanoja, minun täytyi muistuttaa itseäni siitä, että vieressäni oli paholaisen yökkäämä karvapallo.

It was quite wrong of me Had I heard what I thought I’d heard or were my ears playing hob with me It was more likely that the sun and the moon should suddenly dance a jolly jig in the heavens than that one of my sisters should apologize. It was simply unheard of.

Both within the family and without, our sisters hold up our mirrors: our images of who we are and of who we can dare to be.

You may be as different as the sun and the moon, but the same blood flows through both your hearts. You need her, as she needs you...

Both within the family and without, our sisters hold up our mirrors: our images of who we are and of who we can dare to be.