Tobias and Tania didn't quite understand what they were seeing. As the light from Toby's flashlight app shone around the dimly lit shed, they took a step away from the door frame. Oatmeal packets. All over the ground, stuffed in boxes and on shelves. It was as if someone had been surviving in the shed for years. And that wasn't the only thing in the odd little shed. Cluttered on a lonely wooden desk were these black and white pictures. Neither of them currently having the words to say, they glanced at each other and then began shuffling through the empty oatmeal packets towards the desk. Tania, being there first, singled out one black and white photo, hardly believing what she saw.
"Um...Toby?"
"Um..Yeah?"
"Th-this is a-a-a picture.... of me." Tania stammered in a panicky voice, shoving the picture in his face. The picture showed a little toddler with golden curls and chubby cheeks, sitting on her papa's lap. Even though he was shocked, Toby had to admit that she had been a pretty ugly toddler.
"Wait..what's going on here.." Toby picked out another photo, which was another picture of Tania as a teenager, one that he recognized. Instantly feeling freaked out, they looked at all the other photos around the room. They were all of Tania and her parents...but then Toby saw something else. It was a black and white family picture of Tania's parents holding hands. While Tania held her mother's hand, a little boy was holding Tania's.
"Wait...um..didn't your brother die?"
Tania didn't say a word. Curious to see if there was any evidence to who the kid was, Toby found another picture of with the same boy in it. The picture looked like it was taken on the same day. Underneath the picture written in red pen were the words "Our two sweet children, Tania and Toby."
"What the heck?! No. I can't even right now. My mind is just so blown." Toby looked over at Tania, suddenly realized how obvious their similarities were. After examining her confused face, he spoke.
"Tania, I think we might kind of be twins."
"Looks like you got something figured out" a husky voice startled them from behind. Hearts pounding, both slowly turned to the door. A tall silhouette loomed over them, eyes gleaming in the darkness of the shed.
"D-dad?"
YOU ARE READING
For The Love Of Oatmeal
Teen FictionRiver is a lonely high school girl who has no friends..simply because everyone thinks she's one of the "weird kids". As a matter of fact, she is. She has a strange passion for oatmeal that no one understands..until Tobias Mormeal comes along.
