"Hey…."
I looked over to Harry. "Yeah?"
He shifted. "I was just wondering. Uh." He frowned. "You looked into Mom's life, right? And…we're her only kids." It was half statement, half question.
"Oh, yeah," I said. "Just us."
"Ah. Okay."
I eyed him. "Unless you're hiding an evil twin somewhere."
He snorted. "No. No, I'm…." It looked like a thought struck him, and he trailed off.
Alarm bells. "Harry?"
He looked up, distracted. "Huh? Oh, no, don't worry about it. He's not evil. More irritating. Plus, he's not a twin. Or. Um. You know. Real."
That's when I gave up.