Annie smiled kindly at the younger woman who responded. "That is true, though having four of them can be quite tiresome." Falling in the middle of the four of them was even more so sometimes. The older brothers treated her like a perpetual child and the younger ones were constantly annoying, even in adulthood.

"I think I would still prefer them to sisters." Annie had never been very good with drama or gossip, though she got plenty of it at the paper just by being in the office. Nobody was stealing her dresses or ribbons or anything else growing up; she hadn't had to share a room. She wasn't bold enough to say she could throw a mean punch, but she could probably defend herself if needed. Not to mention, she had Effie, who was all she needed in a sister anyway.

Looking around at the botanical gardens at large, still in awe of the warmth and color spilling into every corner, Annie sighed again. "This is a lovely memorial for what happened, don't you think?" She had the woman's attention now, she may as well enjoy having somebody to talk to, since her brother had found someone else.