This one is about two sisters. From the moment the youngest started talking, they were practically inseparable. And in games, and on a walk, and in the bath. But then the moment came when the older sister began to grow up and separate. She already directly says that she wants to be alone. Defends boundaries. But the younger sister doesn’t understand yet, she’s on the other side of childhood, she’s still very attached. One day, when I went into the girls’ bathroom, I saw the following picture: the eldest daughter, as she wanted, was alone, and the youngest was still lying next to her on the rug. And their game continues, even if they are separated by a bathroom wall. Just like they have each other, even when they grow apart and grow up. Their communication also changes, but the connection remains.