"After a particularly brutal week of her reminding me she could bench press my body weight, I got really quiet. She found me on the couch looking sad. She didn't apologize. Instead, she walked over, picked me up off the couch like a ragdoll, carried me to the kitchen, sat me on the counter (so we were eye level), and made me hot chocolate. She said, 'Don't worry, little bro. I'll still protect you.' I hated that I loved it."
Before I could cringe, Jamie smiled. She grabbed a full turkey—still in the roasting pan, with all the fixings—lifted it over her head with one hand, held it there for ten seconds, and set it down. "I lift," she said.
Even within one family, siblings inherit different combinations of genes. One may get the "tall" gene while another does not. Uterine Environment:
Here is the long, raw, and surprisingly heartwarming story of how I learned to stop worrying and embrace the fact that my "little" sister could win a fight against our father.