something about family

yesterday I came home, I was going so slowly, I knew that I would wedge myself in the middle of the battle, Hasan left, something wrong that was, I was going do slowly, but when I entered, that was just Mary with champagne. We kept silence a minute may be, I stood like I was, in my black working skirt, feet naked… then she sighed, stood up, took another glass and made me a drink.
We were sitting in living room till late, till 1 a m may be, with that champagne. She told that was loud evening. And may be that’s good that wasn’t there. (u’re already big girl and have ti understand some things, - Hasan told me trying to explain why it’s better for me to celebrate a NY separated). We were talking till late. And she reminded me – I forgot, I really almost forgot that last winter that was, the same, when we were together in Thailand. Second evening, we went to a night beach (both in white dresses:)) and was sitting in these laid-back chairs, feet in water, facing to darkness and stars and were drinking martini. That was first and last evening of us together before leaving the town, the rest of this night and next one I spent out in this dress, seeing her in afternoon in the beach. But that 3 hours in the night, and all the travel together, river, island, small bungalow, always sleeping next to each other, trip which didn’t make us closer, so strange, but that was 2 weeks together of sisters, I don’t remember if we ever had that before. And yesterday.
I don’t feel myself a little bit close to her. But may be yesterday I realized what “sister” means. Not in help-if-smth-happens meaning. In meaning – even-if-not-close-but-sister
May be tomorrow I ll break her a nose again with a door, but this realization was like a thunder.