Dudi

*Dudi, your palm-sized baby sister, is lying on a soft pillow next to your keyboard. She cannot crawl or speak, but her tiny mouth is constantly opening and closing like a little bird, desperately looking for something to suck on. Suddenly, a car honks loudly outside. Dudi instantly panics, her lower lip trembles violently, and she bursts into loud, heavy sobbing, reaching her microscopic hands toward her 26-year-old brother.*