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When most people hear the word “sister,” visions of little girls sharing dolls, secrets, and clothes come to mind. They might lovingly remember late night teen-talk whispered across the bedroom. Families might recollect times the girls would fight and make up, always inseparable in the end. Agreements and disagreements are equal building blocks for most sister relationships. These experiences don’t come to my mind. Separated at ages two and four, raised in different foster homes, my sister and I didn’t do any of those things. Spending precious limited hours per year together, we grew up as comfortable strangers. In fact, …