Six Years After Losing One of My Twin Daughters, My Other Child Came Home from School Saying: “Pack an Extra Lunch for My Sister”

She rolled her eyes like I should already understand.

“For my sister.”

A chill ran through me.

“Your… sister? Honey, you know you’re my only girl.”

Junie shook her head stubbornly.

“No, Mom. I’m not. I met my sister today. Her name’s Lizzy.”

I forced myself to stay calm. “Lizzy? Is she new?”

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