My Twin Sister
Thankfully, it did not hurt anymore.
……
Ever since I was little, my grandma always told me, "There’s no one better than a mother."
But I always felt like she was lying to me.
When I was eight, my mom took forever to come pick me up.
When we finally got home, I saw her comforting Gwen Lincoln, my twin sister.
We looked almost identical, except I had an extra mole beneath my left eye.
"Mom, who is she?"
"She’s Kate, your sister from the countryside."
Their dissatisfied questioning and cold response left me with a sense of unease.