Do you share your food easily? With whom, and why?

I stared at my toothbrush. Then dropped it in the garbage can. I grabbed a new one. I was not like Tracy at all however, Tracy and I are close. We are so much alike in our ways that mom said we were twins born apart and attached by the soul. So to Tracy, she loved that, and doing things like that with her brother didn’t bother her a bit.

“I’ll get one next time. I’m in a hurry.”

I don’t. Do not touch the food on my plate, do not take a sip out of my glass, do not sip out of my straw, do not put something off your plate onto mine.

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To put a face to my story, Tracy from her college yearbook.

“What?” she said. “Dad always told us we were made of the same stuff.”

She even used my tooth brush once.

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“Don’t have anymore,” I told her. She gave me the sad face.

“WHAT? Are you kidding?” I said to her surprised.

I yelled after her, “THERE’S NEW BRUSHES IN THE CUPBOARD TRACY!”

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“Yeah, out of your mouth. Where else?”

“I couldn’t find mine so I used yours RJ,” she told me. I looked at it. She left the bathroom.

“No I’m not, give me half of yours,” she said.