I loved this story, probably because I could see truth about my life in it. I am a single, childless aunt to a curly-headed, strong-willed girl (and a dimple-cheeked, leaf-and-rock-inspecting boy) and my sister (the mother of the curly-headed, strong-willed girl) is often frustrated with her daughter's desire to think for herself. The final lines, where the sisters talk about how they both of them want what is best for the young one, might have made me a bit teary. I can understand the desire to provide the many young ones I play crazy aunt to, biologically related or no, with firm places to stand and a knowledge of one's own strength to work through seemingly impossible situations. Very nicely done, Marissa. Thank you.