My Life in a Nutshell

So, now that we've got the bare basics out of the way, let me tell you about my life.
26 years ago, I was born in a small town to two loving parents and a 2 year old brother. A year later my mother discovered she was pregnant again, and gave birth to a girl, my younger sister Erin.  You may notice that Erin was not mentioned in my previous post of the important people in my life.  When I was 10, my parents left my brother Ralph and me in charge when they went to the store.  Erin was only 8 at the time, but of course we bickered the way siblings did, and Ralph and I went off to play a board game, but wouldn't let her join.  Erin pestered us for a while, but eventually went off to play by herself.  We never saw her again.  As soon as Ralph and I noticed that she was missing, we called our parents, and fabricated a story that Erin had stormed off in a rage after losing a game of Candyland, and that we tried to chase after her.  There were of course, many searches, but she was never found.  My brother and I have sworn to carry this secret to our grave.  I still remember the day like it was yesterday.  I was wearing these ridiculous purple overalls and pigtails which in hindsight made me look like Pippi Longstocking.  Ralph and I sat down to play whatever silly board game it was, and Erin pouted her way into the backyard, and I suppose off to wherever she ended up.
At school the next morning, I could tell that everyone was looking at me.  "That poor girl whose sister ran away" They don't even know how bad it really was.  The silver lining in all of this, is that that attention is what made Gina first approach me.  She told me that she was sorry for my loss, and for how all the other kids were looking at me. From there, our friendship grew into what may be the only meaningful relationship left in my life.
High school brought nothing much of note for me, other than a rampant crush on Tommy, and a few awful nicknames.
In college, I met Dave, my husband.  At first I honestly thought he was a little odd, but eventually I realized that he had a heart of gold, and finally said yes when he asked me out.  Our senior year, I found out I was pregnant.  Dave reacted with elation, and told me that he planned on proposing anyway, and pulled out a ring he had stashed in his glovebox.  This pregnancy is also the source of Dave and Kevin's rivalry.  When I was about 3 months along, and we still hadn't told anyone, we were over at Kevin's house, and we were joking around a little.  I slipped and fell down the stairs, and miscarried as a result.  I know that it wasn't all his fault, but Dave has never forgiven Kevin.  Honestly if it weren't for this feud, Kevin would have forgiven Dave's debt in a heartbeat. I guess I thought that I could solve their problems.  I made Kevin promise that he would tell Dave that he had forgiven the debt based on his brotherly love and a desire to reconcile.  I guess if these babies turn out to be Kevin's that will have been completely pointless.   Maybe I should just slip down another flight of stairs...