Unbread Twins Romane & Geschichten

she convinces me but still, I'm yet to be convinced. “Brenda and I are twins, born the same time, the same day, the same year, the same hour, are not we supposed to share destinies? Aren't we one? Didn't we feed from the same umbilical cord?” I'm just trying to prove a point. I won't let this go easily. “Your time will come dear and you will eventually rejoice. Don't ever question your God, ever!”

I looked over at Ashley, who was watching me with concern. "We'll figure this out, Abby," Ashley said, taking my hand. "We'll keep looking until we find someone who can help." I nodded hoping she was right. My case just had to be different, Ashley and I were twins yet I was the one with weird symptoms. We shared the same womb for months, why was I the black sheep? Did my genes suddenly change or what, I needed an explanation.

That confused everyone even more. The next day Cassandra is shocked to find the twins looking identical. Now their hairstyle and clothes are alike. She is having a hard time identifying who is who.

“I’ll kill them!” “No, it’ll never stop with them,” I said as I opened my locker to put my books inside and take out another. “Let’s just go to class.” As we leave the classroom I stayed behind to fix the shoelace that had somehow broken in half, as I walked out I bumped into the burly chest of Oliver. I instinctively dropped my things, and my head immediately looked up at the chiseled features of the twins standing on one side of one another. Their black curly hair had wisps of red and their green eyes like their sister's were bright. They were the tallest in school at 6’8 no one dared mess with them except their baby sister. I wasn’t tall I happen to come up to the bottom of their chest, a

she drops her phone on the table and left the parlor. At the dinning table, they sat down opposite from each other. It had five chairs, two on each side and one at the end, a nice meal was set before them. It was Omelet with toast bread and milk. They waited while engaging in small talk, Fr. Tanaka comes to join them and they blessed the food. "Let's eat everyone" they all began eating. "Mind telling me what's on your mind twins? Sasuke and Sakiko gasped, having a shocked expression on their faces.

I stood there for a long moment, watching the waves crash against the shore. When I returned to the Creek Pack house, it was already noon. The sun was high in the sky, mocking the dark thing settling in my chest. Surprisingly, both twins were home. As soon as I entered, two pairs of eyes fixed on me. Elena's gaze was cold and questioning. Selene's held a hint of amusement. The next second, Selene let out a mocking laugh: "Brother-in-law, you're back. Where's Caleb? Still in some she-wolf's bed, unable to get up?"

She had finished her own meal and was stealing bites from Daniel's plate when she thought no one was watching… Daniel's other groomsman and best man, Calvin and Dale, observed with blatant curiosity. Lily's bridesmaids were another story. The motor-mouth twins—or as Lily liked to call them, Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum—were too busy flapping their jaws to notice anything. Or anyone else for that matter. They weren’t actually twins, although they may as well have been. They had the same burnt-out blond hair and surgically enhanced, anorexic, size-one bodies. They even shared an identical flair for mindless, irrelevant conversation. Lexi was guessing that their collective IQ’s ranked somewhere

I don't know if my luck is with me today or tomorrow. I know the twins won't let me go this time. I will be their last option and they'll be mine. I felt excited by the prospect.

He should be wrapped up in his honeymoon, Leonard thought, swiping to answer. “Hello, Guy. What’s up?” “Good morning, Guy. How are you?” Brian’s voice came through, warm but purposeful. Leonard sat up, instantly more alert. “I’m fine. Is everything okay?” “Nothing serious. But the twins are missing their big uncle.” “Ah!” Leonard exhaled, a pang of guilt cutting through his morning haze. “My apologies to them. I’ll make time to see them.” “When? What’s your schedule look like today?”

The three generations of the sundered family stood in the center of the archive of ghosts. ​"The twins didn't want us to forget them," Nora said, her voice clear and resonant. She didn't look at the terminal. She looked at the Sovereign-Echo. "If they wanted us to forget, they wouldn't have left the flute. They wouldn't have left the mystery." ​"Then you refuse the Verse?" the Echo asked. "You will leave Mars a desert?"