Lincoln got a call from Lola and Lana's teacher to come pick them up. Apparently, they had gotten in trouble with the principal for fighting in the hallways.
Again.
So after another conference, Lincoln drove the twins back home.
Lincoln frowned as he listened to the twins argue in the back seat.
"I can't believe you got us in trouble again!," Lola yelled.
"You started it by tripping me with your stupid heels!," Lana yelled.
"Why don't you just go live on the farm with Cliff?"
"No, you go to the farm with Cliff!"
"Lori, make Lana/Lola go to the farm!," they both shouted.
"Neither of you are going to the farm! Cliff's not even there! Don't you get it?," Lincoln yelled.
They both glanced at each other and gave him confused looks.
"Get what?," they asked in unison.
Lincoln sighed. He might as well tell them now before they turn eleven next month.
Parents lie
It's sad, but true
Mine lied to me
Yours lied to you
I lie to you
The twins still looked confused.
They say there's no monster there under your bed, but who knows?
It's not like we search
And no one likes broccoli, we're all bad at flossing
And everyone's sleeping in church
And Cliff the cat's not at a farm
Cliff is dead
And Lori's not wrestling with Bobby in bed
And Santa Claus...
Lincoln stopped himself when he saw the twins' faces in the rearview mirror.
"...just forget what I said."
No, Santa's the shiz
And Santa knows just how it is
Oh, parents lie
Because they can
So, learn the truth
My bright, young girls
They lie with words
They lie with hugs
Parents lie
They lie like rugs
And parents will tell you you're great and special and stuff
When clearly, you're not
They say that one day, you'll feel normal
But that's not enough, it's not by a lot
Lincoln was remembering the lies his parents told him many years ago.
They'll hold you and tell you they love and they care
But they lie when they tell you they'll always be there
I know it's upsetting, but life isn't fair
And parents die
They tell you they won't, but they lie!
Oh, parents lie
It's hard to hear
It's hard to say
It's true, I fear
It's fine to cry
It's sad, I know
That parents lie
But parents lie
So come on, here we are
Lincoln pulled into the driveway.
"Let's go."
The twins got out of the car with tears dripping down their faces, but Lincoln didn't seem to notice as they walked inside.