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

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

She even used my tooth brush once.

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

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“Give me half of yours,” she said.

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

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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I’ve always been like that.

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.

Once I was chewing gum. Tracy, then seventeen looked at me.

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

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

“Can I have a gum?” she asked.

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

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

“Out of my mouth?” I asked.

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My older sister Tracy was the opposite. Her twin Lori was more like me, don’t touch my food.

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