Part 4: Admit it to Your Self.
"It all started two days ago." Lily watched their faces intently, hoping they would interrupt her, but they didn't. "Mr. and Mrs. Randall sat me down for a talk. They said they'd been keeping a secret from me, my whole life."
She paused again, and Ray motioned for her to continue.
Lily sighed. "It turns out that I'm not a Randall." She saw the confused looks on their face's, and continued. "I'm adopted by the Randalls. My real name is Lily James."
They never stopped her, they never took their eyes off her, just stared intently at her.
"I was born when my mother was about eighteen, but it wasn't just me." She expected them to look confused again, and they did. "I'm not alone in this world...because...I have a twin. I'm older by two minutes."
She paused, but her friends knew there was more to the story. Their eyes begged her to continue, and looks of sorrow rested upon their faces.
She paused momentarily trying to think how best to continue. "They didn't plan to tell me. Mr. and Mrs. Randall or as I've known them, mom and dad, were going to keep lying to me."
She stared into space and frowned. "My sister's name is Jessica. They don't know much about her. We may be identical twins, and they're fairly certain that we are. Mr. and Mrs. Sheldon in New York City adopted Jessica a few weeks after I was adopted. They only contacted my adoptive parents once...three days ago. They said that if they'd known Jessica had a twin they would have adopted us both, but...since I'd already been adopted they didn't know."
Lily was practically in tears at this point, but she continued only by the prodding eyes of her concerned friends. "Jessica has Leukemia. If we're identical than my bone marrow will match her's, and it probably will anyway. They've looked for a donor for months. I'm Jessica's only chance left. I'll be leaving tomorrow for New York City, and I'll meet her. They'll test my bone marrow, and see if they can do a transplant. Either way the Leukemia is very advanced. She may not live even with a marrow transplant."
No one spoke a word, and finally Lily added a final thought. "A twin I never met, or knew even existed may die before I know anything about her. Just think I could miss my whole life...because of one tiny little secret.
"It all started two days ago." Lily watched their faces intently, hoping they would interrupt her, but they didn't. "Mr. and Mrs. Randall sat me down for a talk. They said they'd been keeping a secret from me, my whole life."
She paused again, and Ray motioned for her to continue.
Lily sighed. "It turns out that I'm not a Randall." She saw the confused looks on their face's, and continued. "I'm adopted by the Randalls. My real name is Lily James."
They never stopped her, they never took their eyes off her, just stared intently at her.
"I was born when my mother was about eighteen, but it wasn't just me." She expected them to look confused again, and they did. "I'm not alone in this world...because...I have a twin. I'm older by two minutes."
She paused, but her friends knew there was more to the story. Their eyes begged her to continue, and looks of sorrow rested upon their faces.
She paused momentarily trying to think how best to continue. "They didn't plan to tell me. Mr. and Mrs. Randall or as I've known them, mom and dad, were going to keep lying to me."
She stared into space and frowned. "My sister's name is Jessica. They don't know much about her. We may be identical twins, and they're fairly certain that we are. Mr. and Mrs. Sheldon in New York City adopted Jessica a few weeks after I was adopted. They only contacted my adoptive parents once...three days ago. They said that if they'd known Jessica had a twin they would have adopted us both, but...since I'd already been adopted they didn't know."
Lily was practically in tears at this point, but she continued only by the prodding eyes of her concerned friends. "Jessica has Leukemia. If we're identical than my bone marrow will match her's, and it probably will anyway. They've looked for a donor for months. I'm Jessica's only chance left. I'll be leaving tomorrow for New York City, and I'll meet her. They'll test my bone marrow, and see if they can do a transplant. Either way the Leukemia is very advanced. She may not live even with a marrow transplant."
No one spoke a word, and finally Lily added a final thought. "A twin I never met, or knew even existed may die before I know anything about her. Just think I could miss my whole life...because of one tiny little secret.