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“Nobody would ever know we were twins.”

Savannah was strolling through her sister Sierra’s gardens, noting the carefully-pruned topiary and the softly-singing fountains.  It was a beautiful garden, she had to admit.  Everything was exactly in its place.

“Sav, we’re twins.  Nobody would ever doubt that.  They only need to look at us.”  Sierra, as was often the case, huffed at her sister’s melodramatics and ignored (as was also often the case) the fact that they looked quite similar to 9/10 of their relatives and a large handful of slaves.

“But look at -” Savannah gestured around.  “Your garden.  Your yard.  You saw my yard last week.” Continue reading →