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"Jacob". Connie called from the living room, a frown on her face as she stared at her laptop in confusion.
Jacob poked his head through the door, he had been in the kitchen cooking when he heard her call. He was not liking the look on her face one bit. "Everything good sweetcheeks?".
Connie looked up at him almost helpless. "No, No I'm not okay Jacob, there is another me, I- I can't fathom how but there is another me, I? How?". She waved her hands about almost as if in panic. Jacob stood by the door staring at her almost as if she had grown another head. Was she being serious? He wondered. Connie just looked at him expectantly waiting for him to speak but he just burst out laughing. "It isn't funny Jacob". She said placing her laptop on the table and standing up ready to lunge at the man. "HER NAME IS AMANDA".
Jacob stopped laughing at once and wondered if she needed a reality check. "Hm? Amanda?".
Connie nodded showing Jacob the picture, she was telling the truth? On the screen showed a picture of Connie or someone who looked alot like her wearing a golden dress, she looked like a star and was standing on what looked to be a red carpet. What on earth?
"Amanda Mealing". Connie continued. "She is nearing 50, she was born in April, she plays me in Casualty, apparently i'm on telly Jacob, she is... it's me".
Jacob shook his head amused. She was having him on clearly. "Your funny Beauchamp, next joke". He was met with a hard thud in the chest and stopped smirking. "Okay okay, so what you are saying is...".
"What I'm saying is my life... it's all a play, it is not real, none of it?". She spoke. "This bitch on the screen, she is... I'm Amanda, Amanda- she is Connie".
Jacob ran a hand through his little hair. He felt like he was going to faint. "Of course your real Sweet, I'm seeing you, your standing right here in front of me".
Connie shook her head. Looking back to the lap top she sighed before looking back to Jacob. "I saw she's on Twitter, shall I tweet her?".
