My name is Frank and I have a story to tell you.
Growing up I idolized my sister.
Lizzy was three years older then I and my best friend.
Always helping my with my homework and my protector.
We lived with our mom in a rural area in a farm community.
Our home and land had been in the family for five generations.
Mom was divorced and worked two jobs to keep our home and land from the bank.
Because of this my sister took charge of raising me and looking after the house.
What we lacked in money we more than made up for in friends and family.
Mom did have a boyfriend Steve.
They had a very casual friendship.
I don’t think ether of them had planned to become more serious than friendship and the occasional night between the sheets.
Lizzy was by far the most beautiful and popular girl in school, every boy with nerve enough would try to get her to go out with them.
Lizzy spent a lot of time fending off her suitors.