Growing up with siblings

Watching other families and their siblings is intriguing to me. Some get along like best friends and others never talk to each other again after leaving home?  While growing up, I only had one sibling, my adopted sister, Mary Jane.  She came from the same orphanage that I did.  So we had things in common, but we got along great.  Like anyone else, we had our differences, but I sure do love her and we stay in touch.  I remember one time when she protected me from a bully in school... you will like the story.