The Lost Ones

To the left is my boy, who has gone missing. To the right is his twin sister, who is lost with him. Holding them both?  Me.  Photo is from December 1997, the week I brought them home.

I hate that I made her so sad. She’s trying to hide it, but I know. I know because I’ve been watching her.  She’s looking around without being obvious about it.  I’ve had my eyes up on her for over fourteen years. I can always tell what she’s thinking, even when she refuses to admit [...]