My sister is much cooler than me.

She's run a secondhand and reconstructed clothing shop for four years, and closed it down today. She asked me to come out to the party, so I did; music and her friends talking and laughing, everyone very nice. One of them brought her champagne (Moet & Chandon Brut, I think). She had a keg (is it still a keg if it looks like a giant plastic cooler?) of beer from a microbrewery there, and I had a plastic glass's worth on a mostly empty stomach.

I needed to bus home, so I hugged her and told her I was really proud of her.

I am.