Too Late To Love Me I Already Left With His Twins (Lydia and Dave) novel Chapter 48

Agreement

POV: Ava

I believe I am the more logical twin.

Eli disagrees.

But Eli also once ate glue because he said the label claimed it was non toxic and he wanted to “verify.”

So his judgment is compromised.

Our mother says we are both alarming in different ways.

Which I consider fair. 1

Mummy is very strong.

She works a lot.

People listen when she talks.

Ever grown men in expensive suits.

She wears sharp clothes and sharper expressions and fixes everyone’s problems while drinking coffee that smells unpleasant.

She is also clumsy.

Last Tuesday she walked into a glass door because she was reading emails.

She pretended it did not happen.

It did.

Eli and I saw.

We learned we did not have a father when we were three.

Not officially.

No one sat us down and explained.

It became obvious at daycare.

There was a family event.

People came holding balloons and juice boxes and extra parents.

Mothers.

Fathers.

Stepfathers.

One child had three adults arguing over who got to carry him.

Greedy.

Mummy came alone.

As always.

She wore a cream dress and smiled and clapped when we sang our songs and took too many photos.

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Butun the way home Eli asked from the backseat,

“Where is our daddy?”

Mummy’s hands tightened once on the steering wheel.

Only once.

Then she said, very calmly,

“He lives somewhere else.”

“Why?”

A pause.

Then

“Because life is complicated sometimes.”

That was not an answer.

But it was the only one she gave.

So we stopped asking.

We are not stupid.

Mummy works very hard.

She wakes up before us.

Sleeps after us.

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Checks our homework.

Braids my hair badly.

Pretends not to cry when Eli gets fevers.

Kisses scraped knees.

Reads bedtime stories even when she is tired enough to forget character voices halfway through.

She does enough.

More than enough.

So Eli and I decided not to ask again.

If a subject makes your mother look out the window for a long time afterward

It is probably not a useful subject.

Tonight we saw the newspaper.

Stopped.

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That was silspicious

Because secrecy in this house has historically gone poorly.

There was a man in the photograph. 1

Tall.

Serious face.

He looked expensive. 1

Very.

My eyes.

His mouth.

Eli’s mouth.

“That’s him,” I whispered.

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