Chapter 1- The Twins

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-FlashBack-

Year 1991. 8 A.M.

The rays of the sun make way through the folds of the immaculate curtain. Johannah Tomlinson, an 18-year-old, slept peacefully with her husband, Troy Tomlinson. Troy's slender sleeve stood beside her, holding her dear wife, Johannah. The beautiful kid was in charge of Troy. The expectation of the two children was impatient.

With their awakening, we start the small offshoot for our young mother. Light moods of dizziness and unbearable head persist for eight months ago.

Johannah, nicknamed Jay by her husband, stood up hard from the two-person bed. Walking lightly on the carpet, she stepped out into the small hall of the apartment and entered the large bathroom. He leaned over the sink and poured some water on his face to wake up completely. At a moment of inattention, Jay made a sudden motion and the water was ruptured.

-Troy! she screamed. I think I just broke my water! Come fast!

Troy, quickly gets to the bathroom by taking his expensive wife in his arms:

-Honey, I left the car to work and I came with Adam, my colleague,"Troy says, panicking. Let's go to Avery, maybe she'll help us!
Applates the head slowly and feels painful. He keeps good on him and inspires easily. She leaves with her in the apartment and beats their neighbor, Avery.

-Come on, Avery, open it! Troy complained, holding Jay in her arms.

Avery, a pretty 40-year-old woman, opens the door and sees the two. It makes room for them to enter the apartment, but Troy interrupts her:

-You must help us! I did not have my car at home and the water broke. We have to hurry! The man said quickly

The midwife nods her head and quickly dresses. Retract the car keys from the hanger and leave with Jay and her husband. He quickly descends from the block and unlocks the car, quickly entering it. The massive man puts Johannah in the back of the van.

-Breath in breath out! Avery's faintly pricked voice is heard.

The car starts, and Troy puts his palm over his wife's tummy.

-Get! He panicked

-No no. Nothing comes out now! Their reactions are very funny

-Calmaţi to. Says the midwife and stops the car in a parking lot. She goes down and goes back. He gives Troy out and sucks his sleeves.

-Oh, it'll be all right, do not be scared! Avery said, pulling things out of his bag.

He helped her bring his two sons to the world. Their sun rays, the beings that will make their days better. Tomlinson twins have arrived among them.

Avery cleans around and walks to the hospital to avoid any complications. On the way he gives the car wheel in a pit and makes a feather.

- Let me get one. Destiny does not keep us, Troy says nervously.

They call a uber, which reaches half an hour, leading them to the hospital.

-at the end of the day-

Johannah is quiet on the hospital bed to rest, and Troy stands beside her, holding her by the hand and admiring her. They were looking forward to seeing the wonderful twins. They had been put in the incubator because their arrival was unannounced, The time passed hard, Jay and her husband, being anxious to see the marvels that will illuminate their lives. When the door opens, as she enters two nurses in the arms of the little twins, Jay flinches because of The squeaking of the door because he had:

-You have wonderful children, exclaims Avery coming from behind the nurses. I talked to the doctor about the pregnancy and got the grade 10! Congratulations, dear!

-Thank you so much, says Jay delighted, taking one of his sons in his arms, the other already in Troy's arms.

-Now, says the nurse, dictating his voice, what names will children have ?!

-Louis, exclaimed Johannah and Troy unison, the nurses looking strangely at the two young men.

-Louis, "the first one" in the world, William on the second miracle, Jay nurses the nurses.

   -End of flashback-

11 September 2011.

-Wake up, you idiot! William yelled, striking him unsteadily, or the pillow in his head.

-Let me.

Sleep drowsy and raise up with his hand to make him stop.

   I'll fuck a little and put my hand on my face. We dream so beautiful. A dream in which was our mother, our true mother. She kept us in her warm arms and read from the book of stories that always lay on the top shelf of our room.

  Her light loops flowing over her shoulders, her blue and bright eyes, her full lips and her lips. These were the only memories that stayed fresh in mind about our biological mother.

I hurt when I feel something wet and cold. William comes with a mug of water and pours on me. I'm getting nervous.

-What the fuck is with you? I'm exasperated

- We're late in high school. Say innocent. He smiles crouchingly and puts his hands under his chin by raising his eyes.

   I look at my head and pull one after the head.

- And since when do you care about your first high school day? In fact, since you care about high school? I frown and lightly knock out of my leg.


-Oh, brother, the world is changing. Laughs and smiles slightly perversely.

-Why did you put your eyes on?

-No, Lou. I have a girlfriend. He's looking at his head.

    "Who the hell knows what's going to be on his head ..." I think and bend down on my foot.

I'm throwing my slipper in it.

-If I want to get ready.

- How do you say, bride! He laughs and goes out.

    I was quickly dressed in a pair of black jeans, a wide white shirt, and a pair of Adidas sneakers. I take the necessary things and get down quickly. I'm still looking a little in the mirror of the hallway and holding my hand through my hair to scold him.

-Finally. he stares at his head

   I turn my gaze to William, analyze it from head to toe and sneer in laughter.

-I'm at least lying on my own.

  Will drops his head and pulls a slap on his forehead, laughing. He runs into the room and returns in five minutes.

  I take the car keys from the basket and get out of the house. I bend and stroked Max and walk into the garage.

-I'm doing it! William's defiant voice is heard

-No thanks. The last time you led you was to get off the bridge.

   He puffs and joins his hands to his chest. He turns his head to me and says harshly:

-That's not correct! If my dad did not teach me to drive ..., he says putting a boot.

   I'm laughing and going to high school.



Excuse me if there are grammatical mistakes. My English is not that good.Well,I hope you like it. 

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