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06.05.2012 , 07:38 AM |
My Legacy sisters, Maura and Miriah
Maura had been three—almost four years old when her mother had brought Miriah home, and Maura had fallen in love with the pink, dark haired infant with silver eyes. Her mother had stayed home for about a week, then gone back to her work, leaving the girls in the care of the droid. Maura remembered when she’d turned six and went to school on her first day.
Miriah had come to depend on her for human contact, and on the first school day she seemed okay with the fact that Maura was gone most of the day. It was the second day, however, that wrenched Maura’s heart even after all these years. Miriah had pouted when she saw that her sister was leaving again. “You went to there the day before today,” she’d said, tears threatening. Maura hugged her hard, kissed her cheek, and hurried out, not wanting to be late. Of course, in her haste she forgot her sweater, and had to go back inside. Maura would never forget that scene- the droid in another part of their modest home, and Miriah, clutching a worn stuffed kath hound, sitting on the floor in a corner, her back to the room. Her head hung low, still in her pajamas, her hair matted from sleep. She made no sound, but Maura could see the tears falling, her small shoulders shaking, and she looked so utterly alone.
She still felt guilty for leaving Miriah there, even after so many years had passed. That was the day, Maura thought, that Miriah decided she’d have to resolve herself to being alone. Marua softly rubbed her still mostly flat stomach. You’ll never, never have to feel abandoned, little one, she thought. Not even if I have to resign my commission.
Love is the strongest magic of them all.