Ally would say the funniest things sometimes. I remember when we were little and we would play in the backyard together. She would look at trees or birds or the sky, and say the oddest things. Things like that tree looks like daddy! or Amy? why do birds fly? I was small then too, and didn't know what to say.
I'll miss her ... my little sister. My beautiful little baby sister. If only I had know what to say. Maybe then she wouldn't have been so curious about everything.
Maybe she wouldn't have wanted to venture by herself so young. Maybe she would've understood the dangers of a big city more. Maybe she wouldn't have been at the Subway Station.
Sometimes the funniest things make the smallest amount of sense when you look back on them.