"Really? Small world." Dom, as much as she loved her big sister, couldn't disagree with Addison's assessment. "Yeah, I can imagine that." There was just over three years between them while Dominique had never been a forgotten middle child, she knew there had been a difference between how their mother had raised them. "She has the aloof French thing down," she added with an amused smile. Their mother's little blonde doll until she'd found her own voice.
"Her work takes her away a lot these days. We probably don't get to spend as much time together as we should."