“Start talking.” Jacob sat down heavily on the bed, his eyes fixed on Morris. His mouth twitched slightly, unsure of what was about to spill from his lips.
Jacob let out a long breath, then said, “In the real world, I’m your uncle, but in truth... I’m your father. I’ve loved you more than words can explain., and you know this”
Morris crossed his arms, trying to hold back the weight of the moment and what comes with it. His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it echoed in his ears.
“I know I told you I was the only child of your grandfather, but that was a lie. I had a brother, my twin. His name was Reuben. We were identical.”
“What?” Morris flung his hands into the air. His mouth opened and closed a few times. He blinked rapidly. “A twin? Identical?”
“Yes. We were twins. I was the difficult one. Rebellious. I didn’t want anything to do with our father. Reuben, though… he was the golden child. Got a scholarship, went to the best schools. I hated how much I envied him. I kept my dis
