FAKE HUSBAND, REAL TWIN
“We are.”
“I knew it,” she said triumphantly, as if she'd won a game show. “We just celebrated our twentieth last week. I’m Leslie, and this is my husband, Roger.”
Roger gave a small wave, clearly more reserved.
“I know this is crazy,” Leslie went on, already pulling out a chair, “but we’d love some company tonight. Honeymooners and seasoned marrieds—how fun is that? Right, Roger?”
Roger blinked. “Right.”
I opened my mouth to politely decline, but Leslie was already calling over a waiter. “We’ll pull two tables together. Easy!”
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